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letra de open shop [studio session] - juice wrld

[pre-chorus]
b-tch, i’m dreaming ’bout the gate
drop it with a scope, put it to your face
all i know is hate
i don’t know what happened to pain
all i know is irene

[chorus]
i smoke on blue dream
you smoke on irene
double g my feet
i’ve been high all week

[verse 1]
hot box, don’t let windows up
riding ’round in a bentley truck
big ass gun, f&n
load it up and let it bust

[bridge]
pray to god that all these drugs work
and if they don’t, i’ll probably k!ll my plug first
the pills i take will probably take you off this earth
out of sp-ce, off the perks with a slur

[verse 2]
i weigh the money, no counting
i think i need an accountant
i’m rocking sh-t that ain’t out yet
revenge, revenge
i’m moving slow off thе hi-tech
breathe out, brеathe in
drop a bullet to your stomach
bleed out, wheeze in
[pre-chorus]
b-tch, i’m dreaming ’bout the gate
drop it with a scope, put it to your face
all i know is hate
i don’t know what happened to pain
all i know is irene

[chorus]
i smoke on blue dream
you smoke on irene
double g my feet
i’ve been high all week

[verse 3]
double my cup and i love red
yeah, i like p-ssy but love head
that means that i’m disgusting
she’s still f-cking
i got your hoe in my dm
i f-ck your b-tch with no condom
now she say that she my bm
take care of your kid

[verse 4]
it’s a drought, ran out of wock’ today
need a battery for my beam today
will i sober up? idk
it’s all in the game, b-tch, ea
double cup with the lean
choke hand with the beam
later i move, hit a bullet
bullet hole in your jean
[verse 5]
dior shorty on fleek
double g shorty on fleek
met my hoe at a bad b-tch party
they was doing cocaine on me
she do white, nose bleed
n-gga, you don’t know me
f-ck 12, no police
no cuff like police

[bridge]
riding up, i’m blowing
party on me and it’s cool
all of my n-ggas get money for real
get rich while you snooze
run up on me, you get shot from the tool
i keep the tool, i’m mr. t
nah, i cannot play you the fool
i cannot play you the fool

[pre-chorus]
b-tch, i’m dreaming ’bout the gate
drop it with a scope, put it to your face
all i know is hate
i don’t know what happened to pain
all i know is irene
[chorus]
i smoke on blue dream
you smoke on irene
double g my feet
i’ve been high all week

- juice wrld

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