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letra de heavy remix - juice wrld

[intro: juice wrld]
sorry, i’m richer than a b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, white b-tch (um)
h-llo?
uh-huh?
are you up?
yeah

[chorus: juice wrld]
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho
full of sh-t, ask n-ggas, i’m an assh0l-
on the scene with my .40, with my cash flow (tch)
throw a band, she gon’ drop that ass low
told that b-tch to ride my d-ck just like a lasso
i was taught to let live then to let go (huh)
i was taught to pull up with the sh-ll toes
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah

[verse 1: juice wrld]
i be high, man in the mirror
pop a xan’, pop a perc’, then i disappear
too much stress up in the room, i get outta here (h-llo, are you up?)
pull up on the scene, ball like fingerroll
eyеs red, year-round, smoking on that demon, ho
gas (uh, ayy)
‘rari, i’ma start it, do thе dash (uh, ayy)
i’ma leave that b-tch right in the past
[instrumental break]

[chorus: juice wrld, symere kari]
h-llo?
uh-huh?
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho (are you up? yeah)
full of sh-t, ask n-ggas, i’m an assh0l-
on the scene with my .40, with my cash flow (tch)
throw a band, she gon’ drop that ass low
told that b-tch to ride my d-ck just like a lasso
i was taught to let live then to let go (huh)
i was taught to pull up with the sh-ll toes
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah (yah, yah, yah)

[verse 2: symere kari, juice wrld]
took your main girl in my world, got the juice
and she went down on me and my n-ggas, yeah, the crew
it’s sad boy days, yeah, you know the shades are blue
and i took his main girl, he ain’t even have a clue (like, ayy)
and i know that boy ready, my heart gettin’ heavy
you really the one that took it, just left me (woah)
i hit your sissy and your mommy, your bestie
i cut that ho off ’cause she really be stressin’ me (ayy, woah)
i’m kickin’ that sh-t, got me feeling like messi
i’m heavy with [?] on that trigger, don’t test me, woah, woah, woah
i flew away on the cloud of hate
i hate your face, wish you would rot away (h-llo? uh-huh?)
ayy
[chorus: juice wrld, a1billionaire]
are you up?
yeah
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho
full of sh-t, ask n-ggas, i’m an assh0l-
on the scene with my .40, with my cash flow (tch)
throw a band, she gon’ drop that ass low
told that b-tch to ride my d-ck just like a lasso
i was taught to let live then to let go (huh, always)
i was taught to pull up with the sh-ll toes
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah

[verse 3: a1billionaire]
little thick stallion b-tch, need a lasso (b-tch)
i’ma throw some bread for this pigeon ho (b-tch)
i’ma f-ck this b-tch ’til she pigeon-toed
i just got some bows in, need a peacoat (always)
i just got some ether in, need a glass bowl
due to corona, had to f-ck her with my mask on
make her praise my d-ck like the chapel
she gon’ pop that top like a snapple (always, always)
put an arm ’round her head like she wrestle (doo)
6ix9ine, b-tch, you a rat too (doo)
put it on her face like a tattoo (always)
she gon’ suck that d-ck like a vacuum (woo)
[chorus: juice wrld]
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho
full of sh-t, ask n-ggas, i’m an assh0l-
on the scene with my .40, with my cash flow (tch)
throw a band, she gon’ drop that ass low
told that b-tch to ride my d-ck just like a lasso
i was taught to let live then to let go (huh)
i was taught to pull up with the sh-ll toes
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah

[refrain: symere kari]
olleh?- yawa tor dluow uoy hsiw ,ecaf ruoy etah i
etah fo duolc eht no yawa welf i
i flew away on the cloud of hate
i hate your face, wish you would rot away (h-llo?)

[chorus: juice wrld]
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah

[verse 4: abstractgenesis, juice wrld]
i remember when no one used to f-ck with me
now these females, yeah, they wanna count dubs with me
they f-ck with me but i know they don’t f-ck with me
it’s some real sh-t, spittin’ it from the dome, hunny
oh, you mad ’cause family comes first before the others
or you mad ’cause i only love my mom
and these hunnids buy drugs, then i’m back gettin’ money with my cousins
they can’t tell me how i know my snapchats
steady bussin’ on this blue like it’s crippin’
diamonds aqua, they stay drippin’
shorty jocklaw so i’m tippin’
brain damage, i stay sippin’
wock—hardt
we gon’ catch you, we gon’ toast you like a pop-tart (h-llo? uh-huh?)

[chorus: juice wrld]
pop (are you up?)
tart (yeah)
sip on four fours, tippin’ with a bad ho
full of sh-t, ask n-ggas, i’m an assh0l-
on the scene with my .40, with my cash flow (tch)
throw a band, she gon’ drop that ass low
told that b-tch to ride my d-ck just like a lasso
i was taught to let live then to let go (huh)
i was taught to pull up with the sh-ll toes
i’m in the cut, shaquille o’neal, throwin’ them elbows, yeah

- juice wrld

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