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Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Paroles/Composition
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
Paroles/Composition
Ryan Vojtesak
Ryan Vojtesak
Paroles/Composition
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Production
Charlie Handsome
Charlie Handsome
Production
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Max Lord
Max Lord
Ingénierie de prise de son
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Uh, yeah Ecstasy takin' rockstar steez Ecstasy takin' rockstar steez Yeah, I like that, uh Ecstasy takin' rockstar steez Make a bad bitch get on her knees Ask, "Can she suck my d-?" Yes, please Put it in her throat, shorty choked, then sneezed I see the world from my window I ain't goin' outside, see it through my window Money from the record label, spend it all on ammo Livin' in paranoia, got me livin' like I'm Rambo Life is a TV show, if you try me, It'll be canceled .223s stick you just like a IV, hospital My wifey fuck me off of the whitey, Malcolm middle Put it in her mouth, Juice WRLD popsicle I'm official, I'm geeked out, hoe, Molly Manson The Devil tryna tease me, he snortin' in my mansion Mario, Luigi, my bros to the bitter end All I know is slatt shit and gang shit, fuck a friend If she sendin' you ass pics, you should fuck her then Take her to the palace just to put the Buck in Buckingham It all started with three Xans Switched up to the Percs, committed treason, uh Now it's XO in my hand I see the world from my window I ain't goin' outside, see it through my window Money from the record label, spend it all on ammo Livin' in paranoia, got me livin' like I'm Rambo Life is a TV show, if you try me, it'll be canceled .223s stick you just like a IV, hospital My wifey fuck me off of the whitey, Malcolm middle Put it in her mouth, Juice WRLD popsicle Her life's cursed, took a wrong turn Lesson relearned, Satan always comes back to burn All the bridges Impossible to give your soul away if it's not yours to give Thankful that I know the truth, for others it's unfortunate But I heard Hell has a lot of room, so get comfortable Takin' drug after drug, numb the bitter truth I'm a nice high guy, I could love the bitter you 'Member popping pills before it was cool Getting ridiculed back in high school I see the world from my window I ain't goin' outside, see it through my window Money from the record label, spend it all on ammo Livin' in paranoia, got me livin' like I'm Rambo Life is a TV show, if you try me, it'll be canceled .223s stick you just like a IV, hospital My wifey fuck me off of the whitey, Malcolm middle Put it in her mouth, Juice WRLD popsicle
Writer(s): Jarad Higgins, Ryan Vojtesak, Nick Mira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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