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letra de both ways (original) - juice wrld

[intro]
ayy, huh, hey
baby, i’m too high, i ain’t wanna f-ck, no way
way too high (smokin’ cookie crisp, woo), ya dig?

[chorus]
baby, i’m too high, i ain’t wanna f-ck, no way (i ain’t wanna f-ck, no)
b-tch, you got some nerve, claimin’ that you know me (claimin’ that you know)
n-gga, you got some nerve, claimin’ that i owe you (got some f-ckin’ nerve)
you ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til i showed you, ayy
fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy (woah, woah, woah)
if you’re crossin’ my streets, better look both ways

[verse 1]
uh, got my cash up (got my cash)
tell them f-ck n-ggas catch up (tell them f-ck boys catch)
too bad, they can’t catch us (too bad, they can’t catch)
he alone, he need backup (he alone, he alone)
choppa back him up, he got his back to the wall (choppa back him up)
i just saw you kissin’ that b-tch, she had her tongue on my b-lls (kissin’ that b-tch)
i was into xanax and percocets, she love adderall (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
she was knockin’ on my nerves, told that b-tch to knock it off, ayy (b-tch, knock it off)

[bridge]
crossin’ my streets, both ways (b-tch, knock it off)
you a broke n-gga and i’m too paid, ayy (b-tch, knock it off, yeah)
ballin’ like a toupée (just knock it off, yeah)
kick, push, start sh-t, lupe
[chorus]
baby, i’m too high, i ain’t wanna f-ck, no way (i ain’t wanna f-ck, no)
b-tch, you got some nerve, claimin’ that you know me (claimin’ that you know)
n-gga, you got some nerve, claimin’ that i owe you (got some f-ckin’ nerve)
you ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til i showed you, ayy
fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy
if you’re crossin’ my streets, better look both ways

[verse 2]
i ain’t gon’ lie, f-ck me for this dolce
you could do me for the dior next thursday
she sucked me at the front door, that’s foreplay
left my condoms at the crib, but what am i to run for?
i don’t even run from n-ggas, that’s what i got a gun for
too many f-ck n-ggas in the world, that’s what i k!lled your son for
try to intercept my money, dummy, then you done for
all i care about is money, honey, i don’t love wh0res, ayy
new gun i can’t wait to use, b-tches, i won’t wait for you
hit him in his brain, now his sh-t look like baby food
b-tch, i’m not erasin’ you, i’m really replacin’ you
bad b-tch in my room, there’s some things i can’t wait to do
liquor and exotic hoes, i’m tryna live in the moment
in the studio, my phone on silent, ho, i gotta stay focused
f-ck with me and it get violent, ho, violent, ho
k!ll you, then i f-ck your b-tch, huh, vámonos
[chorus]
baby, i’m too high, i ain’t wanna f-ck, no way (i ain’t wanna f-ck, no)
b-tch, you got some nerve, claimin’ that you know me (claimin’ that you know)
n-gga, you got some nerve, claimin’ that i owe you (got some f-ckin’ nerve)
you ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til i showed you, ayy
fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy
if you’re crossin’ my streets, better look both ways

[verse 3]
[?]

[chorus]
baby, i’m too high, i ain’t wanna f-ck, no way (i ain’t wanna f-ck, no)
b-tch, you got some nerve, claimin’ that you know me (claimin’ that you know)
n-gga, you got some nerve, claimin’ that i owe you (got some f-ckin’ nerve)
you ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til i showed you, ayy
fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy
if you’re crossin’ my streets, better look both ways

- juice wrld

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