letra de slenderman (session) - juice wrld
[intro]
i pop up like slender man, yeh, up
i pop up like slender ma-an, man
hey!
[chorus 1]
i pop up like slender man, uh
gucci boots, i don’t wear no timberlands
scooby-doo b-tches, they be mad to land
who are you, we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from never ever-land
keep that cannon on my hip like mclemans
you either k!ll or be k!lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win
[verse 1]
uh-huh, yeah, said that sh-t, i meant it
uh-huh, yeah, it’s money over b-tches
uh-huh, yeah, you n—-s don’t see the difference
that’s why you broke and i’m rich, because i see the difference
i spent a hundred grand a month, i don’t got sh-t to show for it
but i ain’t worry bout sh-t, i know i could always make more
racks came in, stretch it out the long way
came a long way from wayne true’s up in them hallways, yeah
i did it by myself, ain’t had no company
ay, but i get the hands out now, f-ck do you want from me?
you want the secret to my sauce, you don’t wanna be
you would never ever be a boss, look at my party
[chorus]
i pop up like slenderman
gucci boots, i don’t wear no temper lens
scooby-doo b-tches, they be mad or lit
who are you? we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from never-everland
keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
you either k!ll or be k!lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win
[verse 2]
ay, thrax came in with the quickness
in the studio makin’ smash hits
i’m feelin’ bored today, i may smash a b-tch
ayy, bought a porsche today, then i’ll crash the sh-t
ayy, uh, uh, pull up to the dealership
in the back of that chrysler
i feel like john dillon, sh-t
ayy, first off, f-ck my school and f-ck my princ-p-l
uh, off these percocets, i feel like i’m invisible
uh, count the money up, you n—-s don’t get that princ-p-l
uh, i got packs, they in the mail, they in the envelope
uh, you ain’t dope, you ain’t dope, b-tch, you ready dope
uh, like a cigarette or sum’, we got all the smoke
murder what i did, murder what she wrote
she love all the -, uh, yeah, she was throwin’ coke
that b-tch know, uh, they, path like g.i.joe
giant on me, no v5 4, i ball out, no van gogh roll
eyes red, demon hoe, and i f-ck the demon hoes
small of all my s—n, hoe, all my songs got meaning, hoe
i’m in too deep like the ocean, i’m off of that purple potion
catch him laughing in the open, life is cigarette
i’ma smoke him
lol, these n—-s joking, like my stock
i’m getting broke
run up on me, i shoot, it’s over
[pre-chorus]
bad hoes, i be smashin’ or somethin’
listenin’ to smashin’ pumpkins
and her ass for nothin’
she said she ain’t shake her ass for nothin’
in the strip club, make it rain, oh
loaded into lego jamaican, oh
f-ck, n—a , need to keep the case closed
40 on me, pull it out, i re-load
that b-tch for the season like the glee show
baper for up on, but i’m not hero
b-tch i’m not cold, i’m sub-zero
you take my soul, that’s for the low
[verse 3]
stitch a n—a up like lilo
pull up on the scene with my foe
n—-s talking diamond until i lose control
can’t get back, c-ck it back i load it up and let it go
n—-s couldn’t tell, they know i’m on the roll
ballin’ on that bull sh-t like that rose
ballerina with that nina twinkle toes
tmz don’t toy me, boy you get expose, oh
wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
bad b-tch layin’ next to me, she eat my s—n
40 on my hip, best believe it’s payment
i’ve been tryna k!ll a n—a, d-mn, i’m famous
wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
bad b-tch next to me, she gon’ eat my s—n
40 on my hip, best believe it’s beamin’
honeyed on my wrist, super cold
i may catch the flow
talk it down to me, i pull up to your avenue
brand new gun, i can’t wait to use it on your b-tch ass
gotta k!ll everybody on the scene, i know y’all be snitchin’
count the money up, spin it and make it back again
i ain’t broke, i ain’t goin’ to sell it percs a-gain
i remember i was shoppin’ up in paxson
that n—a be pullin’ up in that benz wagon
now that n—a pull up, i’m flexin’ and i’m braggin’
suui me with the ball, man, it’s best believe they saggin’
take the tags off, cause you know my life is tag-less
i told her i ain’t wiped up, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch
b-tch, i’m perc’d up, try to, yeah, you hurt up
you can’t hurt up, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
valentino, sellin’ c-nose
i’m up on my green, b-tch, i feel like c-lo
up down, left, right, x, and y, that’s the cheat code
bad b-tch kate farino, met her at a casino heard she be
sellin’ c-notes, keep that on, d-lo
steal your bike, d-bo, make you shuffle, d-lo pull up on his ass, up down, left and right, x, y, chico
gungo sing like leashow, babe, i’m a k-pop no hero it ain’t no competition, i’ve been counting up my money
and my [?]
we finna get it in, back when i was selling lean
it wasn’t no middle man, we was mixing up the green
with that purple sh-t, selling it for the hot
came a long way from watching my brother in the kitchen
flippin’ bricks, he in the hills, but he was serving
chickens, uh-huh, yeah
[verse 4]
chase, to chase, erase, f-ck then erase
the b-tch with the rain, back at 11, tell your face
then she dead, then she nade, dawg
finally fell in love with the lean
i just bought an 8 now, finna buy another 4
look like i just got a gun with a beam
i don’t trust no one, f-ck around and shoot a ho
i won’t give a f-ck about no-thing
do it by myself, i don’t need no help
try to learn the lesson, count your blessings
try me if you want, i got this move and what i’m saying
tryna learn a lesson, count your blessings
try me if you want, i got a smitch and wesson
[?]from what i’ve seen
pull up and drop, surplus of light pretty n—a with a mop, please don’t get shied
i’m not gonna lie, i done been through a lot just to get to where i am, just to get to this spot
i know they hate me a lot, a bunch of love me nights
[verse 5]
girl come through, friends come too
i know she don’t love me but she love grey goose
brand new me, same old you
you’re a magazine, baby, you’re old news
xans my boo, i took two
never have i ever met a plug like you
never have i ever met a drug like you
never have i ever found a love like you
talk like this, cause i walk like this
i was drunk, off the perc, tryna drive my sh-t
hold my -, ooh, hold my sh-t
you can’t walk like this, tell her get like this
pose for the pics, i can f-ck your b-tch
think i need her, i don’t wa-a-a-anna
i ain’t in su-u-u-mmer
been a long time since the summer
that nut break was a bummer
give a good pipe like a plumber
five blunts to the strong marijuana
rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
codeine pressure, codeine forever
rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
codeine pressure, codeine forever
keep it together, show no effort
keep it together, show no effort
i remember driving civic, and i ain’t get it
now that n—a getting richer, getting to the riches
these n—-s trippin’, i ain’t switchin’
i’m in the same lane, k!llin’ all the competition
she on the cocaine, she was f-cking all my n—-s
that b-tch a vacuum, she was sucking all my n—-s
you run up on me, i got my hand up on my trigger
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
in the studio, vibing to survive
i ain’t low-bay, i touch the new high
that b-tch’ll eat whole team like five guys
all these p-ssy n—-s get mad at life
[chorus]
i pop up like slenderman
gucci boots, i don’t wear no temper lens
scooby-doo, b-tches, they be mad to land
who are you? we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from never-everland
keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
you either k!ll or be k!lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win
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