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Juice WRLD - No Good (Official Audio)
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出演艺人
Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
演唱
作曲和作词
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
词曲作者
Tarik Johnston
Tarik Johnston
词曲作者
Chris Blackwood
Chris Blackwood
词曲作者
制作和工程
Rvssian
Rvssian
制作人
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
母带工程师
Max Lord
Max Lord
录音工程师

歌詞

Cold (Special Request) Ain't nothin' but a- Uh, no-good bad woman, yeah, huh No-good, diamond-watchin' woman, uh (hey, Rvssian) She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad h- off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah) Bae, I'm high off n-, so your name I cannot remember Using Op- overly, openly f- up my image, yeah (uh) One thing you need to know about me is All I ever wanted was love and money, yeah One thing you need to know about me is This rock star life turned me to a junkie Uh, another thing you need to know about me is I'm full of addictions, decisions vindictive Subject a lil' sensitive, maybe I should just shallow it Went from talkin' depression to money-makin' prerogative (yeah) Still a smart guy, could've got a scholarship Sayin' f- college, I'ma tell you how I started it It took one phone call from G-Money, that's my dawg (yeah) Turned me from a 20-dollar n- to millions in my drawers This song's about all my talents and vices (oh-oh) Listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (oh-oh) Until it piss your father off, he already pissed though (oh-oh) I know, 'cause his daughter on my tour givin' deep- (oh-oh) This song's about all my talents and vices (oh-oh) Listen repeatedly, scream it, recite it (oh-oh) Your girl give me f-, you should be excited (oh-oh) 'Cause when she come back to you, that's a million-dollar nut kiss (mwah, oh-oh) She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad h- off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, bae, I'm high off n-, so your name I cannot remember Using Op- overly, openly f- up my image, yeah I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and girls, right? I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout dr- I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and h-, right? And clothes, I was overly exposed Now I'm bearin' the fruits my mama planted, they done growed Yeah, they done glowed up, I done glowed up O- got me sewed up, gotta remain focused And these groupie h- bogus, everybody knows it But they turn me to a poet, with the love commotion Blood, sweat, and tears, money parted it, Moses Used to roll mid, now it's gas, what I'm smokin' (what I'm smokin') Like I farted, hit the gas, I'm in motion (I'm in motion) I departed, wrist hangin' out the window, cost your apartment This the brightest that my life ever been I need diamonds all over for when it get dark again Called my mama up and told her that the devil marchin' in She sent me Bible verses, then I got distracted by some nudes from a s- worker Who am I to not text back? That's networking Who am I to lie about my life? I know the truth hurts (truth hurts) Who am I to say that this ain't one of my best verses? Uh-oh, too bad that it's over (over) She ain't nothin' but a no-good, diamond-watchin' woman Only love me 'cause she see Versace on my linens Baby, I'm not God, so your sins are not forgiven I can never lose, every day I wake up winnin' Mama told me, "Cut the bad h- off with the scissors" Make 'em disappear, call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah) Bae, I'm high off n-, so your name I cannot remember Using Op- overly, openly f- up my image, yeah I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and girls, right? (Yeah, yeah) I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout drugs, the weed and the pills (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I grew up on all types, I'm talkin' 'bout music and hoes, right? (Yeah, yeah) Now I'm bearin' the fruits my mama planted, they done growed Uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh-uh
Writer(s): Tarik Luke Johnston, Christopher Blackwood, Jarad Anthony Higgins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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