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juice wrld - trap phone - juice wrld lyrics

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[intro]
oh my god what is this? an l beat?

[hook: juice wrld]
hit the trap phone, i got what he want
he do what he can, i do what he don’t
run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
choppa got a kick b-tch, no dojo
b-tch who is this? got a new phone
money old as h-ll, no group home
f-ck one m b-tch i got a few of those
she know i’m a dog, young cujo

[verse 1: juice wrld]
oh my god what is this? an l beat?
you know how i’m boming, rifle like a russian
gun to your head b-tch, concussion
you ain’t talkin’ bread b-tch, no discussion
my gun like a volcano its eruptin’
causing a ruckus, p-ssing in public
young rich n-gg- don’t give a f-ck if i want it
he get all the smoke in the world if he want it
i could f-ck every hoe in the world if i wanted
spaz on they -ss, rockstar drag no race
gun with a mag, i ain’t ever catchin’ no case
no way, 3k for the c-ke b-tch
andre, backwoods for the dope b-tch
always

[hook: juice wrld]
hit the trap phone, i got what he want
he do what he can, i do what he don’t
run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
choppa got a kick b-tch, no dojo
b-tch who is this? got a new phone
money old as h-ll, no group home
f-ck one m b-tch i got a few of those
she know i’m a dog, young cujo

[verse 2: g herbo]
oh my god what is this? an l beat?
she know i’m a dog, call me blue nose
call me red nose, no not rudolph
pulled up in a lambo, took my roof off
you ain’t even gon’ put your mans on, n-gg- how you a boss
and i don’t even choose to floss, [?] use the sauce
and it don’t matter what we did to win cause the losers lost
imma probably pull up in that srt again but imma get the hawk
n-gg-s broke as f-ck can’t speak on what i’m doing today you don’t get to talk
and i walk that talk, why you n-gg-s talk
balenciaga and g fazo ooh thats how i walk
if you talkin’ bout [?] my m’s you can play with a few of those
i ain’t gon’ catch you out like him, imma pay for this uber tho

[hook: juice wrld]
hit the trap phone, i got what he want
he do what he can, i do what he don’t
run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
choppa got a kick b-tch, no dojo
b-tch who is this? got a new phone
money old as h-ll, no group home
f-ck one m b-tch i got a few of those
she know i’m a dog, young cujo

[outro: juice wrld]
b-tch who is this? got a new phone
money otis hill no group home
f-ck one m b-tch i got a few of those
she know i’m a dog, young cujo



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