juice wrld - tag - juice wrld lyrics
[intro]
oh, brand new porsche
oh, whip that
yeah chop a brick then i flip that
yeah, uh huh uh huh
brand new uh huh
shining on that b-tch like some church shoes
uh huh uh huh
yeah yeah
[chorus]
brand new porsche whip that (uh huh)
chase a check spend that (uh huh)
40 with a d-ck yeah (uh huh)
told yo’ b-tch “lick that” (uh huh)
draco in a louis bag (uh huh)
this b-tch got some kick back (uh huh)
that’s yo’ b-tch, hit that (uh huh)
break her off, kit-kat (uh huh)
i been counting h-lla racks (yeah)
feel like i hit a lick yeah (uh huh)
i was broke ain’t goin’ back (yeah)
yeah i had to fix that (uh huh)
d-mn would you look at that (yeah)
i don’t even look at tags (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
[verse 1]
everybody know my racks long (rich)
everyone used to the sad songs (b-tch)
good heart gone bad
emotional combat (yeah)
yeah i gotta keep my strap on me (strap on me)
i live in a warzone (gra)
please don’t try at
this is where you die at
i gotta make that sh-t clear, might go platinum this year
take a sh-t on my peers, they said i wouldn’t make it here
so i do by my lonely (yeah)
vlone sh-t like bari (yeah)
at the crib f-ckin’ on wifey
we don’t f-ck with parties (yeah)
yeah
picture me and her in a phantom (skrt skrt)
he don’t gotta picture it, i’ll make it real (skrt skrt)
skrt skrt skrt for the real, for real (ya dig)
[chorus]
brand new porsche whip that (uh huh)
chase a check spend that (uh huh)
40 with a d-ck yeah (uh huh)
told yo’ b-tch “lick that” (uh huh)
draco in a louis bag (uh huh)
this b-tch got some kick back (uh huh)
that’s yo’ b-tch, hit that (uh huh)
break her off, kit-kat (uh huh)
i been counting h-lla racks (yeah)
feel like i hit a lick yeah (uh huh)
i was broke ain’t goin’ back (yeah)
yeah i had to fix that (uh huh)
d-mn would you look at that (yeah)
i don’t even look at tags (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
[verse 2]
i know one thing for a fact (yeah)
everytime i make a track (yeah)
everybody goes crazy over it like it was crack (yeah)
my brother used to sell that
ship it out, mail that
his old homie got him locked up tattle tale sh-t
swerve ’till my wrist lock tryna tail fish
i may crash d-mnit, i’m a cash bandit
on the percs fighting, feel like bruce banner
dirty up the fanta
she wanna f-ck on camera
i take a perc beforehand
tryna increase my stamina
i shoot the gun with both hands
i count it up with both hands
sad as f-ck my bro dead, r.i.p. to that man
sh-t like afghan, life of black man
[chorus]
brand new porsche whip that (uh huh)
chase a check spend that (uh huh)
40 with a d-ck yeah (uh huh)
told yo’ b-tch “lick that” (uh huh)
draco in a louis bag (uh huh)
this b-tch got some kick back (uh huh)
that’s yo’ b-tch, hit that (uh huh)
break her off, kit-kat (uh huh)
i been counting h-lla racks (yeah)
feel like i hit a lick yeah (uh huh)
i was broke ain’t goin’ back (yeah)
yeah i had to fix that (uh huh)
d-mn would you look at that (yeah)
i don’t even look at tags (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
run up then you gettin’ tagged (uh huh)
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