juice wrld - takeover lyrics
[intro: juice wrld]
i ain’t with all of that
my, my focus is if y’all wanna box, we can box
then i’ma hug you, n+gga
and i’ma go on about my business, period
we ain’t got to add no cameras, no nothin’
so you can feel comfortable, period, n+gga
i ain’t with none of that sh+t, bro
y’all n+ggas stop playin’ with me, bro
i wanna scr+p, bro, i wanna scr+p, bro
i wanna scr+p, i ain’t with all that
i’m on 30 right now, bro
i’m on f+ckin’ 30, bro
i’m on 30, now give me some f+ckin’ lemonade, fo’ sure
i’m on 30, n+gga
f+ck wrong with you?
d+mn, ayy (nine, nine, nine)
f+cked up this time didn’t it? (ayy, ayy, ayy, huh, huh, yeah)
yeah, f+cked up this time (ayy, hahaha)
b+tch, b+tch, ayy
[verse 1: juice wrld]
hopped up out the jet, with a b+tch from tijuana (b+tch)
smellin’ like some pounds in that stank, marijuana (gas)
that b+tch gon’ do coke for me (ayy), she gon’ hide my dope for me
flex up on my ex, i’m off the pills, she calls me perc+ules (flex, flex, flex)
i’m in the back of your house gettin’ top from your nanny
money older than a granny (d+mn, b+tch)
walkin’ in slow motion everywhere that i go, ’cause it’s a four in a fanta, yeah (b+tch)
ap skeleton on the way, two+tone, wrist dancin’, yeah (watch, b+tch)
f+ck her then i take her out to micky d’s, no time for romantic, yeah (b+tch)
young rich n+gga, my money be stackin’, 40 on my hip, no lackin’ (huh, uh+huh, uh+huh)
f+ck+n+gga, knuck if you buck, then you ain’t ’bout that action (huh)
run up on me, we clappin’ (uh+huh, uh+huh)
i need that spider ferrari, i put it in gear and it crawl like tarantula (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i f+ck yo’ b+tch while i howl at the moon, she tell me i act like an animal, yeah (woo)
[chorus: juice wrld & lil yachty]
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take over (huh, yeah)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take— (uh)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take over (yeah, what?)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (b+tch, no breaks)
[verse 2: lil yachty]
more on my mind than a little
draked up on drank, break her back if she brittle (woo)
i speak in code, make you break down a riddle
copped a big house with a gate where it’s subtle (yeah)
i look at my gang, the same gang since the middle
school of hard knocks, used to roll up with nickle
used to get dubbed the boy back for that p+ssy
she sucked on my pickle, i nut on her nipple (b+tch)
don’t give a f+ck, no, not even a little
my lil’ bro a psycho, his body cell sickle
i’m hearin’ the hate, that sh+t makin’ me tickle
i can’t have him ’round if he fickle (ah)
i prefer monica every time
i need the dollars for every line (whoo)
country boy sippin’ on cherry wine (yeah)
just woke up, i had to decline (b+tch)
rollin’ around in that foreign, it’s all mine (skrt)
can’t take a break, i don’t got the time (ah)
watch on my wrist ’cause it’s seven+nine (whoo)
not 7.9, make it seventy (yeah)
f+ckin’ your b+tch from the back, that sh+t heavenly
how you wear diamonds but work at the dollar tree?
honestly, just don’t never got enemy
keep an ar, red beam for enemy, lil boat (f+ck)
[chorus: juice wrld]
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take over (huh, yeah)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take— (ayy)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (no breaks)
take over (huh, yeah)
break’s over, uh+huh, uh+huh (b+tch, no breaks)
ayy
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