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letra de juice wrld - porridge (studio session)

[intro]
yeah, it’s early as f-ck in the morning
it’s like some early-in-the-f-ck–
like it’s on some early ass music too (chopsquad)
just waking up in like the 70s or something, yeah (hahahaha)
ah, nah, nah, nah-nah
yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
oh

[chorus]
good morning (aww)
woke up smokin’ gas in a foreign (aww)
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch (yeah, go)
and a savage (yeah, go)
got a ratchet (yeah, go)
let ’em have it
pull up without warning (skrrrt)
sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (yeah)
she gon’ blow the whole team like porridge (yeah)
you got lean, whatchu waiting for? pour it, yeah

[verse 1]
book a flight, shе from out the country (ayy)
bad lil’ b-tch, she from paris
bring me somе givenchy (ayy)
cocaine got her fienin’, yeah (white)
gas got me dreamin’, yeah, yeah
she call me everything except sober and single, yeah
in the strip club i’m just tryna mingle, yeah
checkin’ hoes lookin’ at they ring finger, yeah
got my gucci jacket out the dry-cleaners, yeah
gotta stay fresh, yeah, fresh to death, yeah (ayy)
easy season, all four seasons
flex-finessin’ all these women
bad b-tch, fat ass, bad habits
high fashion, fabric livin’ lavish
smokin’ gas i ain’t never on “e” (oh yeah)
outer sp-ce baby, yeah i’m outta your reach (oh yeah)
ball like nba, baby, yeah i’m outta your league (oh yeah)
f-ck all night off a perky, don’t get fatigued (yeah yeah)
[chorus]
good morning
woke up smoking gas in a foreign (aww)
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch (aww)
and a savage (yeah, go)
got a ratchet (yeah, go)
let ’em have it
pull up without warning (skrrrt)
sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (yeah)
she gon’ blow the whole team like porridge (yeah)
you got lean, whatchu waiting for? pour it, yeah

[verse 2]
i’m in cali, moonrock get the backwoods ready
bro got a .40, c-ck it back, aim it steady
i do as i please, record deal under my feet
she tryna play me, i play her like ps3
game on, vvs put my chains on
hang on, lemme get rich and put the gang on
two phones, one for the women and one for the hoes
nowadays i could prolly f-ck on the bad b-tches back at home
that wouldn’t let me hit, now they let me hit, split
prolly f-ck they friends, suck me for a quick fix
don’t forget it ’til you, look like i hit a l!ck, you
love the way that she l!ck you, i bite like a pit, you
[chorus]
good morning (aww)
woke up smoking gas in a foreign (aww)
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch (yeah, go)
and a savage (yeah, go)
got a ratchet (yeah, go)
let ’em have it
pull up without warning (skrrrt)
sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (yeah)
she gon’ blow the whole team like porridge (yeah)
you got lean, whatchu waiting for? pour it, yeah

[verse 3]
bad lil’ b-tch came from kingston (ayy)
she love to smoke weed to my music (ayy, ayy, yeah)
other bad b-tch came from tokyo (ayy)
she gon’ chop the brick like a dojo (ayy, ayy)
godd-mn, i love women (ayy, ayy)
love them when they rub on my limits (ayy, ayy)
godd-mn, i love women (ayy, ayy)
yeah, i love all my women (ayy)
my china-town b-tch stay coolin’ (yeah)
my la b-tch stay boolin’ (yeah)
godd-mn, i love my women
godd-mn, i love my women (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
from nevada to cali to valley (oh yeah)
to new york with the brooklyn hoes, rally (oh yeah)
all girls are the same, yeah, i said that (oh yeah)
i was smokin’ reefer with this girl named keesha (oh yeah)
la in a two-seater, i’m a hard speeder (ayy)
i know that i’m on her mind, i’m a mind reader (ayy, ayy, yeah)
but before i go more in depth with this song (yeah)
i know what you thinkin’, i’m a mind reader (ayy)
don’t want hollow tip?
if you talking sh-t, ooh
put it to your lip, let it rip
suck me for a quick fix
don’t forget the tip, b-tch
swallow all my kids, b-tch
i been cali [?], uh
tryna get the dough (aww)
i’ve been boolin’ bad, huh
with my n-ggas, yo
tryna get the dough, huh
i’ve been boolin’ back up (yeah, go)
i been cali stunnin’ (yeah, go)
tryna get the dough (yeah, go)
leave that n-gga wanted (yeah)
[chorus]
good morning (aww)
woke up smokin’ gas in a foreign (aww)
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch (yeah, go)
and a savage (yeah, go)
got a ratchet (yeah, go)
let ’em have it
pull up without warning (skrrrt)
sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (yeah)
she gon’ blow the whole team like porridge (yeah)
you got lean, whatchu waiting for? pour it, yeah

- porridge studio session

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