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letra de 2017 freestyle - juice wrld

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[intro]
enviyon on the mix
this [?] be like a no hook, f-ck around
i know what a break is and sh-t so i’ma just keep going

[verse]
ay-ay
ay-ay
ay, look, uh-uh-uh
run up on a n-gga i’m shootin’
my hand on my ruger
[?] look like a ruler
versace on me like medusa
give me that head like [?]
n-ggas be [?] computers
all ya’ll n-ggas is losers
all my n-ggas is [?]
she ride my d-ck like a motor-bike
run up on me then i’m shootin’, die
all of my n-ggas be grippin’ forties, forties, forties, forty-five
run up on me then i shoot at yo face
i spray this sh-t just like mace
f-ck that b-tch she get replaced
f-ck her on a day-to-day

[chorus]
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
raf simmons on me yall blue
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
raf simmons on me yall blue
[post-chorus]
gun at yo crew
run up on me then i’m droppin’ my roof
i get some top in my coupe
you may get shot in my coupe cuz that’s what i do
all of my n-ggas they shoot
all of my n-ggas they win we never lose
look at yo b-tch she gon’ choose
she gon’ give me top ([?] block avenue)

[verse 2]
ay b-tch i be fly like a plane
i’m extraordinaire, they playin’
f-ckin’ yo b-tch on a plane (that was yo main)
give me that brain, can’t maintain
vvs, on the wrist [?]
i feel like sosa
rari’s, rover’s, run up on me, then i’m shootin’ it’s over
makin’ this sh-t like a f-ckin’ composer
makin’ this sh-t like a f-ckin’ composer huh
all of these n-ggas be posers
march on that b-tch like a motherf-ckin’ soldier
suck on my d-ck like that little b-tch ‘posed to
put a n-gga on a poster
run up on me it’s over
rarri, rarri, rover
f-ck, she coming over
f-ck her then it’s over
in that locomotive
she all on my scr-t-m
[?] crack like [?]
[chorus]
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
raf simmons on me yall blue
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
raf simmons on me yall blue

[verse 3]
i was in the stu all-day
brother in the trap all-day
run up on me you hit
stick on my hip always
knockin’ that b-tch out the park
tony gun on me like stark
i tear your girlfriend apart
i’m in that sh-t like a shark
shark, shark, .40 on me, .223 and it sharp
sharp, sharp, my sh-t be sharp like a motherf-ckin’ dart
i’m on top, ain’t no bottom
keep a magnum in a magnum, gun anaconda
on my anaconda
i’m a f-ckin’ baller
i’m a shot caller
all my shots fallin’
b-tch, i ball [?]
in that aston martin, got so high off xanax i drove it and i forgot to park it
[outro]
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
one-two buckle my shoe
raf simmons on me yall blue
f-ck n-ggas they be old news
one-two buckle my shoe
f-ck n-ggas they be old news