last-dude - you and me lyrics
[chorus: juice wrld]
what you don’t understand ’bout me is (yeah, what?)
i never gave a f+ck about a godd+mn thing, i— (what? yeah)
i wake up in the morning, do my godd+mn thing, i— (oh+oh)
what you don’t understand ’bout me is (uh+huh)
i never gave a f+ck about a godd+mn thing, i— (uh+huh)
i wake up in the morning, do my godd+mn thing (woah)
godd+mn thing, i—, godd+mn thing, i—
[verse 1: trippie redd]
jump, jump up in this foreign
used to sleep on couches, now the boy is really tourin’
if they sleep on me, i tell them haters go and sleep it away
yeah, fell in love, but it ain’t no trust
if it ain’t no trust, then that girl can’t be my love
‘posed to put my love above but instead you gon’ sleep it away
[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
i might give that girl that doa, i hit it on the floor (floor)
take that girl to mia, she never comin’ home (home)
her boyfriend keep actin’ tough, that boy be bluffin’ on the phone (phone)
why you worried ’bout us? i took her on a trip to rome (rome)
who put that in your head? that i don’t care (yeah)
who put that in your head? god, i swear (swear)
who put that in your head? that’s a fake dress
she give me head, she can’t feel her head (what?)
she on her knees, she can’t feel her legs
i’m off the perky, can’t feel my back (uh)
poppin’ them pills like the packs (packs)
i’m rockin’ that gucci, i’m rockin’ that louis (ooh, ooh)
i’m rockin’ that prada, like they broke, yeah
[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
and every single year
i’m drowning in my tears, i’m drowning in my tears again
i can’t seem to forget the pain you seem to give
the pain you seem to give, my friend
huh, she gettin’ smoked like a bong, hm
smoked like that song, hm
that’s fire, that’s my lung, hm
i got the dope in my sock, aw+yuh
she want the crack, not the rock, mhm
i pull up like a+mhm, huh
she pull up, i’m like, “mhm,” huah
[verse 4: juice wrld]
i’ma live my life like it’s my last days
don’t believe in slow, i’m movin’ fast+paced
ain’t no tom and jerry ’round here, ain’t no rat race
i’m in the party, i don’t really need no posse, i’m boolin’ with 150
that’s my shawty, finna get the boy name tatted all over her titties
remember hood rocks and stealin’ food out of hibachi, wouldn’t catch me tippin’
brand new shotty, twelve gauge on that body, don’t let me catch you slippin’
[chorus: juice wrld]
what you don’t understand ’bout me is (yeah, what?)
i never gave a f+ck about a godd+mn thing, i— (what? yeah)
i wake up in the morning, do my godd+mn thing, i— (oh+oh)
what you don’t understand ’bout me is (uh+huh)
i never gave a f+ck about a godd+mn thing, i— (uh+huh)
i wake up in the morning, do my godd+mn thing (woah)
godd+mn thing, i—, godd+mn thing, i—
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