juice wrld - stumblin v2 lyrics
[verse 1: juice wrld]
perky got me stumblin’
flippin’ them racks, yeah, jesse white tumblin
got that sack, and i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout fumblin’
old n+ggas mad, sayin’ that we mumblin’
n+gga, f+ck up out my face
i’m tryna get to the cake
i need a crib with a pool, f+ck that, i need a crib with a lake
third eye on the glock, watch out for the snakes
f+ck 12, f+ck 12, watch out for the jakes
fake love, fake love, on the low they hate
these n+ggas ain’t real, i know they fake
better watch your step, better stay in your place, huh
sorry, i been drippin’ so hard as of lately
if i ever go broke, with the l!ck, ready
sack chasing, just a young, shot+calling, blunt+blazing kid
[chorus: juice wrld & lil yachty]
she ask me if i’m high, b+tch, i’m blessed
f+ck her ’til her eyes roll back, she possessed
breaking bad money like i’m selling crystal meth
baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref’
let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f+ckin’ with a n+gga like me, you’ll be obsessed
i’m young, but i’m ready
dancin’ like diddy, gettin’ sucked like spaghetti
[verse 2: juice wrld & lil yachty]
bought my bro a corvette, it’s no more andrettis
sharp like machetes, i just want the necky
shawty tryna text, huh, blocked like manute, uh+huh
i don’t wear suits
rich like a jew, black like your church shoes
b+tch, who is you?
me and boat getting blessed up in a stu’
last night, did a drive+by in a coupe
twelve on my ass, so i had to get a new one, had to get a new one
cash, count it up, put it in a bag
takin’ percs, now i’m finna scratch
me and boat racin’ in a lamb
all them n+ggas gettin’ mad, b+tch, you’re not my dad
[chorus: juice wrld & lil yachty]
she ask me if i’m high, b+tch, i’m blessed
f+ck her ’til her eyes roll back, she possessed
breaking bad money like i’m selling crystal meth
baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref’
let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f+ckin’ with a n+gga like me, you’ll be obsessed
i’m young, but i’m ready
dancin’ like diddy, gettin’ sucked like spaghetti
[ verse 3: young 5150]
me and boat on a yacht
with juice sip a lot
got yo girl she a thot
stumblin off the wock
playboi carti milly rock
f+ck yo b+tch in halter top
yea she wanna talk a lot
she gon suck up on my c+ck
pull up to yo block wit a tec
i ain’t playin checkers b+tch
yea i’m playing chess
breaking bad money
like she selling crystal meth
she gon suck my d+ck
til it ain’t none left
ya dig
[pre chorus: young 5150]
that b+tch dancin like she diddy
finna get griddy
i just wanna see the titty
b+tch stop actin petty
[chorus: juice wrld & lil yachty,young 5150]
she ask me if i’m high, b+tch, i’m blessed
f+ck her ’til her eyes roll back, she possessed
breaking bad money like i’m selling crystal meth
baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref’
let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f+ckin’ with a n+gga like me, you’ll be obsessed
i’m young, but i’m ready
dancin’ like diddy, gettin’ sucked like spaghetti
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