Juice WRLD - Mmmmm (Freestyle) lyrics

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Juice WRLD - Mmmmm Freestyle lyrics]

M-m-m-mm! I ain't really never gave a fuck
I was just tryna get paid (SwiftOnDemand)
M-m-m-mm! Hoes on my dick 'cause they
Think that I'm God
They was just tryna get saved m-m-m-mm!
Run up on a nigga and I shoot him in his face
Take the motherfucker back to his grave
M-m-m-mm!
This is going off the top like some waves
Run up on me, Glock hit you in the face
M-m-m-mm! Young nigga ball like Spalding
Fuck around, you should sign him m-m-m-mm!
Can't even find 'em myself
How the fuck you gonna find him? M-m-m-mm!
Boy, I swear I'm the man
Motherfuckers shoulda been there m-m-m-mm!
Talk shit, got the Glock on me, fuck around
Send shots through your window m-m-m-mm!
I get nerdy brain from
Your girl, Steve Urkel, carl Winslow
M-m-m-mm! Niggas talkin' that shit
Fuck around got lead like
A motherfuckin' pencil m-m-m-mm!
I'm in your girl's mouth like
A dentist, ball like Rodman, no Dennis
M-m-m-mm! I'm servin' this shit like
Tennis, my nigga, you know I'm a menace
M-m-m-mm! From the start to the finish, you
Know that I'm in it
Don't need no replenish m-m-m-mm!
These niggas talk shit, that's
Okay, these niggas
They really don't get it m-m-m-mm!
Forget it, i'm the fuckin' man and you
Niggas shoulda knew that m-m-m-mm!
My dick? Yo' girl?
She motherfuckin' blew that m-m-m-mm!
I though your ass knew that
I sent you the video m-m-m-mm!
You ain't reply back
You was probably feelin' shitty though
M-m-m-mm! I thought I told you niggas
Run up on me? I'm get to spillin' now
M-m-m-mm! All my niggas go crazy
Heads? Fuck around, get to splitting those
M-m-m-mm! I told you, my circle small
Like a motherfuckin' Cheerio m-m-m-mm!
Ooh, kill em' ooh, kill em'
I ain't talkin' bout Terio m-m-m-mm!
You mad?
'Cause it's playin' your girlfriend's
Brand new radio m-m-m-mm!
Swear to god I got that white
Sellin' that, Slim Shady, though m-m-m-mm!
Look i told you, it's over, boy
M-m-m-mm! Yuuuuuu!
Get cranked like Soulja Boy m-m-m-mm!
I lose my composure, boy
Meanwhile, I'ma make it like composers, boy
M-m-m-mm! Run up on me like Dre
You know that it's over m-m-m-mm!
Boy, I'm the man out here
Graduate no campus m-m-m-mm!
Nigga talkin' that shit, I'm
Poppin' that Xan
Meanwhile so I really can't stand em'
M-m-m-mm! Get it? 'Cause I'm off of the
Xan, can't stand, but then again
I really can't stand him m-m-m-mm!
All my niggas go crazy, I swear
To God we count bands
All my niggas gonna band up m-m-m-mm!
Pull up in that Phantom, feel like a ghost
They callin' that nigga Danny Phantom
M-m-m-mm!
Run up on me, that's okay, got that Glock
And a young nigga gon' go blam, oh
M-m-m-mm! All my niggas go cray
All my niggas go cray
All my niggas knock em' out like Mayweather
M-m-m-mm! All my niggas got heat
All my niggas got heat
They hot like motherfuckin' May weather
M-m-m-mm! Then again, I'm cold, nigga
Like a motherfuckin' sleigh, weather
M-m-m-mm! These niggas so fruity
These niggas so fruity, rainbows
They dance in gay weather m-m-m-mm!
God damn, it's a freestyle nigga
Freestyle like 8 Mile, nigga m-m-m-mm!
I'ma lie in the grave, wild nigga m-m-m-mm!
You a lion, can't trust niggas, ha
M-m-m-mm! Get it? 'Cause you lyin'
Yeah, you motherfuckers lyin' m-m-m-mm!
Got a Glock on deck, and a
Motherfuckin' dime, shoot a nigga
Wasn't even fuckin' tryin' m-m-m-mm!
End his world like 2012, ha
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the Mayans
M-m-m-mm! God damn
I'm high, I'm motherfuckin' flyin'
M-m-m-mm! Smoke me a blunt
Now I'm up in the sky m-m-m-mm!
Fuckin' your mom (Swift)
Tell your son goodbye m-m-m-mm!
I'm the man, motherfucker ayy
Where the bands, motherfucker m-m-m-mm!

You gon' take my bitch?
Not a chance, motherfucker turn up

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