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letra de mr. freeze - juice wrld

[intro]
808 mafia

[verse 1]
it was me, ty and freddie g, plottin’ on the green
now i’m rich, i’m rich as a b-tch, tourin’ overseas
it was me, meek mill in sb, plottin’ on the dream
now we livin’, visions vivid, i been gettin’ to the cream
uh, she ride me like an srt, but her friend ride me like a wraith
i made the bank close, when i take my savings out, they think i’m robbin’ the bank
f-ck out my face, f-ck n-gga, you fake
(oh, you play with guns?) that sh-t cliché
y’all know i keep dracos right next to my safe
keep it there to keep money and family safe
[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh-t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh-t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze

[verse 2]
uh, your sh-t antifreeze, huh
got your b-tch givin’ me head, that telepathy jaw
i spent forty on chanel and louis v, ain’t even try to do it
silly me, you can’t relate, but that’s your fault
when we f-ck she scream, d-mn, they callin’ me “god”
but that isn’t me, i’m not god, i need god
you can see that easily
when i mix percs with the lean
it’s when i let the devil speak
i’m not supposed to let him speak

[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh-t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh-t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
uh, look at me, with this music sh-t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh-t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
[freestyle]
b-tch, b-tch
i freestyle on this sh-t, then freestyle in yo’ b-tch
if you talkin’ stupid, cool, i’m finna’ go and get my stick
i feel like d wade when i shoot that three somebody come set a pick
i told yo’ b-tch get on her knees, then pray to me, then suck my d-ck
she suck my kids, she swallow my kids, she get the gist, and get the jizz
you run up on me, i handle that choppa the same way that i handle my bis-
b-tch, my name is juice wrld, i remember i was juicethekidd
death race for love is on the way, finna’ be a hit
i’m finna go platinum, platinum, platinum, platinum
then finna’ get a b-tch
i’m finna’ break yo’ little b-tch down, like i’m in the trap whippin’ up a brick
freestyle off the top, i don’t got to write
this sh-t easy as sh-t, easy as it gets, (huh)
yeah, b-tch i don’t stop (hm), all baguettes hold on, let me pull out my clock
aye, these n-ggas police on instagram showin’ glocks, then they wonder how the f-ck they dumbass got caught, (huh)
they say i sold my soul, i joined a cult
i must be doing something right, sh-t imma’ boss
for all this sh-t i’m thanking god, you already know wassup’
yo’ b-tch in the trump tower givin’ a n-gga shoulder rub, (ha)
but f-ck trump, you would get hit wit’ this pump sittin’ in my trunk
never gave a f-ck at all n-gga, you too chump
i’m too teed, it’s four in the mornin’ and these n-ggas still can’t stop me, lil ho’
lil bi-, lil bi-, lil bi-, lil bi-, lil bi-, (ha)
this funny as h-ll
i’m in berlin n-gga, it’s four in the f-ckin’ mornin’
i’m up, i’m f-ckin’ up
[chorus]
uh, look at me, with this music sh-t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh-t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze
uh, look at me, with this music sh-t, i’m a god
huh, für elise, for this sh-t, i’m thankin’ god
he made me a beast, put my talents in my bank account, on creatine
and put my neck, my wrist, accessories on mr. freeze

- juice wrld

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