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letra de rental freestyle (chrislongfilms youtube) - juice wrld

[verse 1]
i love to skate, i love the friends
i’ma f-ck this b-tch from the back end
i’ma f-ck this b-tch from the back end
in the trap, whip it, i got packs in
studio like a traphouse, crackin’
my [?] to my best friend
i’ma probably put d-ck in intestines
i’ma probably put d-ck in intestines
i’m feelin’ like a king, champion
vetements on the pants, champion
i feel like a real n-gga, you a mannequin
walkin’ ‘cross the sky high, feel like anakin
dodgin’ bullets all day, i feel like flanigan
uh, gucci and louis all on my flannels then
uh, [?] five panel, yeah
used to skateboard back as a kid
coolin’ back at the crib, for the red coach listenin’, boy, i’m back at the brib bickin’ back
talkin’ dumb, get it in, choppa stick you like a motherf-ckin’ pen or a needle or a tack
b-tch, i’m under attack off the percs, they gon’ beat me to death ’cause i love how they feel
momma scared that i may overdose on the house on the hills with a stomach full of pills
i ain’t trippin’, i’m just livin’
i f-ck her, put her on the ad-libs, ad-hitter
i may just f-ck her then add her sister, i’m realer
adolf with the gun, uh, no hitler
i’ma ball on they ass, yeah, i’m in her
left her drunk like rosé, uh, straight liquor
but i don’t need ’em drunk, ah-ha
i ain’t bill cosby, i’m not that type of guy, uh
freestyle flows, i could rap, for real
you can catch me boolin’ in the trap, for real
they sleep on me, take a nap, for real
and i don’t give a f-ck where you at, for real
i grew up with them n-ggas that’ll shoot to k!ll
i feel like fresh prince ’cause it’s in my will
and i understand what you don’t
uh, i f-ck the b-tch, but you won’t, you can’t
she a baddie, paid for her ass, so now she got a fatty
outer-sp-ce, high off the percs, i’m on saturn
i could f-ck yo’ b-tch and leave, it really don’t matter
try me if you wanna, you’ll get smoked like marijuana
grew up with n-ggas on the corner
brother locked up, money on his book, sporters
chef boyardee up in the kitchen, cookin’ orders
pimp-slap you, now yo’ ass talkin’ with a disorder
huh, movin’ money faster than them n-ggas ‘cross the borders
i’m a type of nag who’ll burn it down, in that order
i’ma ride— (mumble)
she a rider and she feelin’ suicidal, uh
heroin, she gon’ put it in her vitals
i’m her hero, but she indecisive, uh
we can have anything, but i don’t need a title, uh
put that on my life, uh, rifle of the bible, uh
kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
worry ’bout my life, rifle of the bible, uh
kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
worry ’bout my life, rifle in the bible, uh
kinda indecisive, uh, kinda indecisive, uh
worried ’bout my life
you should be worried ’bout yo’ wife, hehe
all these hoes trifle
feelin’ like lil yachty, only give her one night
chicago to la, i just took the first flight
try me if you want, trust me, you gon’ die
leave ya traumatized, put that on my life
talent for days, off the percs, fightin’, got balance for days
n-ggas scared to vote, there’s a ballet for reasons
i don’t give a f-ck ’cause it’s not my season
ballin’ on these hoes, boy, you know i need it
ain’t on her period, she thought she was bleedin’
beat it up good and bad at the same d-mn time
then done got arrested for the same d-mn crime
then i build up on the f-ckin’ dime
try me, that’s okay, i send a n-gga for ya life
feel like i’m the man, (mumble) right
buckle up, f-ck it, it’s gon’ be a long ride
[interlude: juice wrld & chris long films]
i’m finna rap on this sh-t again
yeah
that beat’s fire too, yeah
you think you ’bout it? i’m really ’bout it
(mumble)
nah, that’s fire, yeah
forget about it
bro hard as h-ll with that sh-t
forget about it
said she wanna have my— uh, forget about it
say she wanna be my lady, forget about it
b-tch, you gotta be crazy, forget about it, hmm

[verse 2]
say she wanna have my baby, forget about it
say she wanted to be my lady, forget about it
she say she wanna be my lady, forget about it
i just— (mumble) then forget about it
i used to take xans, f-ck ’em then forget about it
take ya sh-t about it, got yo’ whole sh-t surrounded, you can forget about it
try me if you really ’bout it, you can forget about it
you that n-gga? well, i doubt it, you can forget about it
uh, uh, first class on they dumb ass
uh, uh, glowed up on they bumb ass
uh, uh, big blunt, puff, puff, pass
uh, uh, og, you smoke grass, uh
i remember rollin’ mid as a little kid
now, i’m off the pills on a house in the hills
never gave a f-ck how a f-ck-n-gga feel
get up off my d-ck and let a young-n-gga live
i’ma do my thing
married to the money, bought the b-tch a weddin’ ri-i-ing
i rap, i trap, i sing
crown me right now, i’m the motherf-ckin’ ki-i-ing
n-ggas want drama, jerry spring’
this is real-life beef, we don’t do tv-e-e
gassed up like i’m at bp
feel like john cena, these n-ggas can’t see me-e-e
h-ll yeah, you don’t got adidas, but i’ll give you sh-lls, yeah
f-ck with me, i may just send you straight to h-ll, yeah
you’re locked up there forever, you don’t got a bail, yeah
in a hotel, lookin’ for the bellhop, i ain’t takin’ this luggage upstairs, uh-uh
i ain’t takin’ this luggage upstairs, b-tch, stop
i’ma do the pills ’til my f-ckin’ jaw lock
whole time i’ma drop when the f-ckin’ beat drop
talkin’ sh-t, you get cooked like a new— uh, uh
talkin’ sh-t, i’ll make you shine like a new watch
i don’t gotta shoot, my brodie bought a new glock
rockstar status, grew up in the attic with my brother in the bas-m-nt whippin’ sh-t up for the addicts
makin’ money is a habit, everyday i gotta have it
life is a ass, sometimes you gotta grab it, hehe
i can’t manage, thank god everyday this sh-t wasn’t in the plannin’
goin’ nuts like a brand new package of the planters
feel like i’m hulk, motherf-cker, bruce banner
i’ma ball on these hoes
do that everyday feelin’ like d rose, fifty points, fadeaway, try me if you want, whoa
all smoke, lol to the bank, that’s a good joke
run up on me, you get hit, choppa backstroke
shorty is a freak how she deepthroat
she get lost in the sauce, no nemo
hop on my d-ck like a bike, ride that sh-t like deebo
need a cheat code, g-money callin’ me the cheat code
makin’ music, singin’ like the glee show
ask yo’ b-tch, she knows, yeah
i’m not a hero, i’m a villain
so sick, after me, you need some penicillin
suck a d-ck, h-ll yeah, disrespectful with children
never gave a f-ck, i’m a disrespectful ass children
that’s just how it is, that’s just who i am
i do what i want, these n-ggas doin’ what they can
choppa on me, up that tec— ooh, hold on
choppa on me, up, it attach to my arm like megaman
ak on my hip, i feel like afghanistan
f-ck her up in sixty second, v-12, many men
but off of the percs, i could always last
off of the percs, i be on her ass
ballin’ so hard, i don’t even pass
leave a p-ssy-n-gga leakin’, need a maxi pad
harder than a n-gga tryna catch a taxi cab
call of duty uzi, it’s a nasty lag, yeah, yeah
godd-mn
[outro]
i’m high, bro, f-ck
hit a quick, “i do not know ya,” n-gga, huh
i do not know ya
i do not know ya, i got amnesia
no, i’m not kodak, i’m not from magnolia, but boy, i came up on the t’s, ooh
she suck my d-ck, ayy
she suck my d-ck, ya b-tch can please me
you is a sucker, you is a lollipop
boy, yeah, rip to triple x, man

- juice wrld

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