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letra de 90210 v2 - juice wrld

[chorus]
b-tch, we don’t need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
on that dirt bike, i’ma lose control, i’ma speed up, huh
speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
trapping out the country, need a visa
they got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
told all my opposition, life’s a b-tch, she finna leave ya, yeah
i’m finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (uh)

[verse]
raf simons, rick owens, my adidas, yeah
blue money, got that old moldy pita bread
bring your house down like queen latifah, yeah
she seen my watch, now she wanna come and fifa, yeah
i ain’t kickin’, b-tch, i’m bickin’ it
i bought an island, i’m feelin’ like gilligan
codeine on me, i can’t stop sipping it
d-ck in her mouth, she can’t stop l!cking it
if i see the n-gga that slid on my homie
i promise to god, i won’t stop bl!cking ’em
ap watch, won’t stop glistening
bullet hit your heart, nitroglycerin, uh
nitro on my car, start the race, i’m gon’ finish it
ahead of my time, still in my prime
paved the way for these n-ggas
already fashionably late, so i won’t wait for a n-gga
we eatin’ good, passin’ plates, breaking bread with my n-ggas, uh
[chorus]
we don’t need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
on that dirt bike, i’ma lose control, i’ma speed up, huh
speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
trapping out the country, need a visa
they got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
told all my opposition, life’s a b-tch, she finna leave ya, yeah
i’m finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (uh)

[verse]
if you want to come and get it i come from the trenches ay, n-ggas thought that i was skating till i upped that smithon’ ay, i be beating up they kitten when i’m f-ckin’ b-tches ay, i may f-ck yo b-tch dismiss her dismissin’ i ain’t even missin’ ay, up that 223 in here no one shot i ain’t missin’ ay, off the lean when i hit it got me reminiscin’ ay, i just poured a deuce in one cup they say i’m trippin’ ay, if i od of this sh-t they gon’ say i was missin’ ay, label on me sayin’ my project popping yeah it’s pimpin’ ay, run up on me 40′ like a pimp it’ll leave me limpin’ ay , b-tch i’m sl!ckback with that slap you may just catch one if you talkin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas really with that teacher chalk board chalkin sh-t

[chorus]
we don’t need you, but you need us, uh
90210 with my feet up
on that dirt bike, i’ma lose control, i’ma speed up, huh
speed demon, toting heat seekers, huh, yeah
trapping out the country, need a visa
they got my brother rotting in the county, need to free him
told all my opposition, life’s a b-tch, she finna leave ya, yeah
i’m finna heat up, huh, watch me heat up, uh (uh)

- juice wrld

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