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juice wrld - smith n wesson lyrics

[intro]
dy krazy

[chorus]
i remember back last summer i was unpaid
gotta wash the balmains i got food stains
got my 9 right now, yeah it’s on my waist
bought my sideb+tch a gucci bag i made her day (i made her day)
i’m up in chicago i came from la
i don’t want no trouble that don’t mean im gon’ run away
put you on with my opps b+tch you sloppy seconds
i’ll get to flexin’, she get to beckin’
say h+llo to my friends smith & wesson

[verse]
brand new pair of ricks, ain’t look at the tag
my bands in my pocket cause my .40 in my bag (in my bag)
if i take your b+tch you know you’ll never get her back
right next to my strap, vvs cold no avalanche
chasing dope like taliban
f+ck yo’ b+tch then did it again
boolin’ on the percs again
told that b+tch that she can meet me in atlanta
got no problem when i’m pourin’ up that fanta
f+ck yo’ b+tch in the back of my brand new phantom
bought a lamborghini i can’t even drive
if they want me, they gon’ have to get me die
if they want me, they gon’ have to get in line
cause i ain’t going out like that b+tch that’s on my life
i feel like tony montana with all the [?]
i feel like tony montana with all the white
i ballin’ hard i’m in that ghost like poltergeist
it’s triple 9, i can tip a 4 but i pass the white
i count the money up and spend it on my guys
you bought a couple gucci shoes you feelin’ fly
you talking tough, i’m talking tough, let’s see who’s tougher
that .40 on me super raw i do you rougher
[chorus]
i remember back last summer i was unpaid
gotta wash the balmains i got food stains
got my 9 right now, yeah it’s on my waist
bought my sideb+tch a gucci bag i made her day (i made her day)
i’m up in chicago i came from la
i don’t want no trouble that don’t mean im gon’ run away
put you on with my opps b+tch you sloppy seconds
i’ll get to flexin’, she get to beckin’
say h+llo to my friends smith & wesson

- juice wrld lyrics

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