Juice WRLD - Aye Aye lyrics

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Juice WRLD - Aye Aye lyrics]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy (Ayy) , I've been off a Xan, ayy
Paranoia, I can't stand, ayy ayy
Sauce, yeah, yeah, sauce, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Dez Wright) woah, woah

Okay, okay, okay, okay
I done came through with the 'K
I'm the man, with a dream
Like I'm Martin Luther King
Where the lean? Pour it up, high fashion
Tote it up
And your girl? On her knees, yeah
She gon' swallow up
I been balling like I'm John Wall
Wizards on these niggas
Wrist cold, mouth cold
Like a blizzard on these niggas
God Damn, God Damn, I'ma sauce on a bitch
Gold grills, rose gold
I'ma floss on a bitch
Okay I'm known for taking bitches
On the daily, ayy, ayy
I ball like rockets, that
The new Tracy McGrady, ayy
You got a problem, that's okay
I come through spraying, ayy
I got that Jackie Chan kush
That lil Asian, ayy, okay
I got a Mexican bitch and an Asian bae
And I've been fucking all these
Bitches by the fucking bay
I got your girl doing acid
She snort fucking yay'
And if she ain't paying for coke, out
My fucking way, the fuck away, ayy
I say I'm balling like a fadeaway
Your girl gon' fuck, another day
I popped a Xan, what can I fucking say?
I mix beans, going dumb, Dr j, ayy
Damn, God damn, God damn, God damn
I am who I am, yeah, I am who I am
I'm in the kitchen whipping eggs
Young Sam-IAm i'm dunking on these bitches
Heads, no NBA Jam, god Damn
Saucing up, boy I swear I'm the man
What the fuck i'm high as hell
I felt like this way for months (yeah)
I guess that's what happens when
You smoke 40 blunts (yeah)
I'm super fly, super high
She call me her super guy
I'ma fuck her once, hit the blunt
Then I tell her bye, god Damn
Tried to wife a nigga, nah, nice try
And you know I'm the fucking
Man, yeah, I am fly, too fly
New clothes, new shoes, new hoes, new cars
2 doors
I ball D-Rose, woah, woah, woah, woah
Your girl dancing like she Mikey
You run up on me, that's okay, that 4 blow
I got that fire like a damn Komodo
You run up on me I'ma let this 4 blow, ayy
Sauce up, sauce up, no sauce, getting lost

Ayy, ayy, ayy, I said ayy, ayy, ayy
Get the fuck out my way
Going 90 on the fucking highway, ayy, ayy
What the fuck can I say? Ayy, ayy
It's been a wonderful day, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy sauce, ayy, ayy, ayy, swooh, swooh

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