So Hard Lyrics - Juice Wrld

[Hook: Juice Wrld] 

I go so hard, I go so hard 

I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk 

We don't say shit at all we don't like that shit talk 

Ain't no off days at all but we get them bricks off 

I sip wockhardt with the moonrock 

In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic 

Your shit ain't there yet, put some drip on it 

I take you whole check, and than I shit on it 

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[Verse 1: Juice Wrld] 

Rollie white as fuck like I just put a brick on it 

Your Rollie fake as fuck boy you can hear the tick on it 

The way she sucked me up I thought it was a tick on me 

I get the money than I split it with my big homies 

You show your man off that nigga ain't got shit on me 

My clothing like my state of mind I got Revenge on me 

F&N on me thats a sick homie 

Not big enough my shit will smoke you like a cig homie 

I bought a couple Gucci coats cause it's a cold world 

I dropped the pill in the lean watch it fizz on me 

Ain't enough love for me in the whole world 

My apologies my heart be getting big on me 

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[Hook: Juice Wrld] 

I go so hard, I go so hard 

I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk 

We don't say shit at all we don't like that shit talk 

Ain't no off days at all but we get them bricks off 

I sip wockhardt with the moonrock 

In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic 

Your shit ain't there yet, put some drip on it 

I take you whole check, and than I shit on it 

[Verse 1: Juice Wrld] 

Sip so much everyone think I'm gon' die on em' 

I put my heart into this shit like I just cried on it 

My brother flippin' in his grave there's niggas lyin' on him 

His homies wasn't ever my homies 

Niggas get to shootin' like they Prigioni 

I get lean straight from Houston, that's the Whitney on me 

You see that bag round my neck, that's the semi on me 

If I got a backpack it's probably cause it's a titty on it 

I spent ten-racks all on shoes, hella kicks on me 

It make me feel some type of way, like my name Rich Homie 

New Balenciaga's on me I bought two pairs 

They ain't runners but you niggas know I'm still runnin' 

[Hook: Juice Wrld] 

I go so hard, I go so hard 

I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk 

We don't say shit at all we don't like that shit talk 

Ain't no off days at all but we get them bricks off 

I sip wockhardt with the moonrock 

In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic 

Your shit ain't there yet, put some drip on it 

I take you whole check, and than I shit on it