Big Lyrics - Juice Wrld

Hmm, uh-huh 

(Hit-Boy) 

Bitch 

Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy 

I done, I done made it 

I done made it, made it, yeah 

I'm sick and tired of these hatin' 

Ass niggas, though 

Let my dick breathe for a couple 

Seconds, man, shit 

Fuck nigga 

Uh, yeah 

I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse 

Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best 

I done Metta Word Peace to 

Myself like I'm Ron Artest 

I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec 

Shoot you in your stomach 

Make this shit hard to digest 

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Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah 

I'ma turn a nigga block to an art project 

Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at? 

Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay 

If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand 

Get them features out my face 

50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate 

I got that pump, it's ironic how that 

Pump made him pump his breaks 

I ain't Lil Pump but I got double 

Glocks on me like Gucci Gang 

We ball like Wilt Chamberlain 

Like the name of them old Gucci tapes 

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane 

That lil' bitch like, 

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