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Juice WRLD - .38 Special

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[00:00.18] Turn me way up, turn me way up, way up (DY Krazy)

[00:03.09] Put on my headphones

[00:04.42] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:09.20] NLMB, 150, dream team, 999

[00:11.85] Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[00:14.51] Anything you do, I can do better

[00:16.11] Pull up stuntin' no matter the weather

[00:17.70] If she want the D, know that she know that she gotta bring her lil' amiga, I fuck 'em together

[00:21.15] Mix the Rick with the Raf on the jacket, that's clever

[00:23.02] Raf Simons pockets hold my heavy metal

[00:24.61] Remember I was toting the .38 special

[00:26.47] Stoned to the bone, was a 5 star rebel

[00:28.32] She wanna fuck, I might let her

[00:29.92] Gotta be a ten, I won't settle

[00:31.52] But first she gotta eat wifey out

[00:33.11] I wanna see if she can get on our level

[00:34.97] When I stopped doing xans, hit a whole 'nother level

[00:36.82] Started doing percs, looked in the mirror, saw the Devil

[00:38.42] Fam like "Slow down, need to stop it fella" (Why?)

[00:40.01] Still count millions like Rockefeller

[00:41.87] Nah, I'm finna marry my bae

[00:43.73] But I'm cheatin' on bae with the bank (Oh)

[00:45.59] Triple 9 General, I'm top rank

[00:46.92] Breaking down minerals, smokin' on stank

[00:48.77] All these pictures that I paint come from visions in my brain

[00:52.23] Yeah, pop pills 'til I'll faint, closet look like NRA

[00:55.69] Baby that blackout PS3, get you wetter than a sprinkler, a tub, or a sink

[00:58.87] I'm a champion, most of these niggas be fake, mannequin

[01:01.26] My gun got hungry so it ate, like sandwiches

[01:02.85] Get your head took off (Off), my accuracy is great, can't handle it

[01:06.04] Took his head off of his shoulders, dismantled it

[01:08.17] They couldn't tell it was him 'cause of the damages

[01:10.10] Nah, nah (Fuck nigga), nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch)

[01:12.49] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[01:14.35] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[01:16.21] Nah, nah, nah (Go, bitch, keep goin', keep goin')

[01:17.80] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[01:19.66] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow, keep goin')

[01:21.25] Nah, nah, nah (Bitch, bitch, go, go, baow, bitch)

[01:23.91] I work so hard for myself, diamonds I bought, bling, huh

[01:27.36] No, I'm not Latin, but gang, gang baby, I guess I'm a damn king

[01:30.55] I walk in the building and say I do what I want

[01:32.15] Niggas ain't doing a damn thing

[01:33.48] Get in the way, get sprayed like mace (Sheesh)

[01:35.06] So I've been doin' my damn thing

[01:37.19] Thank God I don't gotta move birds

[01:38.88] I still stay flyer than birds (Wings)

[01:40.74] Shoot 'em, Larry Bird, good luck if we on the same team

[01:44.47] Loyalty, I can not switch sides, for all my niggas, I'm ridin'

[01:47.49] Through the high and low tides, surfin' and glidin'

[01:50.68] Soul searchin', survivin', I heat up the climate (Brrt, grrah)

[01:54.39] I don't wanna be, shh, quiet

[01:56.79] Gon' suppress my gun, make it silent

[01:59.98] Mixin' Biscotti and Runtz, I been flyin'

[02:03.16] I'm a dog, Rottweiler, ain't no one on one's, we dogpilin'

[02:06.35] Hundred round of drugs if you can't calm down yet

[02:08.20] Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch)

[02:11.13] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[02:12.99] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[02:14.32] Nah, nah, nah (Go, bitch, keep goin', keep goin')

[02:16.18] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow)

[02:17.77] Nah, nah, nah (Go, go, bitch, baow, keep goin')

[02:19.37] Nah, nah, nah (Bitch, bitch, go, go, baow, bitch)