Versuri Juice WRLD – What Else lyrics
Off a couple beans (What else)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else)
Beat the sprite up (What else)
Codeine make it bleed (What else)
I bought one thing (What else)
Okay maybe a couple of things (What else)
Uh Saks Fifth (What else)
Then I hit double G (What else)
Then I hit Louis V (What else)
In that order
B*tch I’m so important
These Diors imported
N*gga I could pay your mortgage
F*ck it I’ma spend that sh*t on your daughter
She calling me daddy she prolly got dad issues
You should be a better father
Damn zooming in a go-kart
Love lean but I really hate pop
Love pop but I really love rock
Love peace but I really love Glocks
These n*ggas must love headshots
Think it’s sweet ’cause the sad songs out
Took two W’s rolling off an E that’s a god damn smackdown
I don’t know I think I run it right now
Real sh*t be a hundred right now
19 years old number nine on the Billboard n*gga like how
I’ma be number one next week trust me
Won’t f*ck your b*tch ’cause I heard that she musty
Hundred round drum on the choppa it’s bustin’
Word to your mom that b*tch crusty
Sh*t on a f*ck a*s n*gga then flush it
AK in the back got a CAR like a Russian
These n*ggas be talkin’ to narcs or somethin’
How the f*ck else my homie get busted
Gonna free my n*gga outta the dungeon
When he get out n*gga it’s bustin’
Run up bands gain clout
Smoke out the pound I’m on the clouds
Off a couple beans (What else)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else)
Beat the sprite up (What else)
Codeine make it bleed (What else)
I bought one thing (What else)
Okay maybe a couple of things (What else)
Uh Saks Fifth (What else)
Then I hit double G (What else)
Then I hit Louis V (What else)
In that order
First you get the baking soda then you get the water
N*gga f*ck with my moolah then he gettin’ slaughtered
If you p*ssy then you p*ssy ain’t no getting harder
I put that sh*t on my mom speaking of moms I could f*ck your mom
Talkin’ that sh*t get the firearm
They’ll be in your crib like “f*ck your moms”
Kill everybody but your mom (Yeah)
I just said it yeah so I meant it yeah
That n*gga trippin’ catch him slippin’ we gon’ get him yeah
And she screamin’ “Ricky”
Thick a*s b*tch tryna get a lap dance screamin’ “Nicki”
Aight I’m done for now have y’all n*ggas had enough
I’m a real n*gga I ain’t with that talkin’ tough
F*ck with us we call your bluff
Off a couple beans (What else)
Maybe a cup of lean (What else)
Beat the sprite up (What else)
Codeine make it bleed (What else)
I bought one thing (What else)
Okay maybe a couple of things (What else)
Uh Saks Fifth (What else)
Then I hit double G (What else)
Then I hit Louis V (What else)
In that order
Uh Saks Fifth
Then I hit double G
Then I hit Louis V
In that order
Uh Saks Fifth
Then I hit double G
Then I hit Louis V
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