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letra de untitled studio session - juice wrld

untitled studio session lyrics
[intro]
i might realize (dy krazy)
tarentino
i might

[verse]
i might just die, she tries [mumbling]
three nines tatted on me, that sh-t is forever
tatted on me, that sh-t is forever
i started an empire, it took some afford
but now i’m finna rule the world, forever
eternity is along in time
but i’m on time, forever
eternity is a long time, when you on time
but i’m fashionably late to the party, [mumbling]
[mumbling], i’m tweakin’ off of the molly
if you got a problem with me, that’s cool, my brodie gon’ catch him a body
i’m in the studio rollin’ off percocet, and molly
i takе a blue and a half
i spend some k on a raf
run up on mе, got ak in my bag
i put that sh-t to yo’ ass
choppa on me, it’s gon’ blast
prolly leave a n-gga in the past
every day i count up, quick cash
.40 on me make you fly, jet lag
ksubi jeans on me, no sag
and my birkin sh-t, no bag
run up on me, then you get toted tec
choppa on me hit you in the forehead
three shots, three shots, you dead
now yo’ momma callin’ the feds
talkin’ ’bout look what happened to my baby, yeah
man, look what yo’ baby did, huh, d-mn
look at yo’ baby he dead, huh, d-mn
that is as trill as it gets, that is real as it gets
i’m from a city where n-ggas show no pitty, they got gorillas in here
rocket launchers too
prolly catch you while walkin’, up in school
‘ey, on the news, uh, uh
channel crew, uh, b-tch don’t get involved
we will break yo’ back just like the f-cking law, hey
run up on me then i’m sending you up to god
i put that on god, everyday i been going hard
i pull your b-tch, pull the trigger, then pull your car
just like chris brown or something, we may stomp the yard
f-cking with us it’s over with, i swear to god
n-ggas talking that sh-t but they don’t mean nothing to us
if you was a op, then f-ck it you still an op
[mumbling], you still get popped
they took my brother from me, that sh-t f-cked my head up
i was still getting money though, it ain’t f-ck my bread up
the second day i got a call, sayin’ pull up here to do this, they was tryna setup
i ain’t go though, i’m still alive you hear me?
but if i catch ’em then it’s over, that’s on my granny
rockstar from the trenches, guitars and glocks and the same hair, n-gga

- juice wrld

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