Juice WRLD - Back in chicago OG version lyrics

Huh, I'm on top, bitch, huh
I get top, bitch, in a drop top whip
First time in Cali'
I was in a Bentley truck
Brodie had the semi struck
Dare a ngga to run it up
Ayy, I remember I would crack cards
Now I crack broads i done too far, ayy
I remember takin' Xan bars
Wakin' up passed out in the front yard
Ayy, huh you want no smoke, huh, ayy
LOL, laugh to the bank, but
It ain't no joke, huh, ayy
You ain't rich, ngga, you
Know that you broke, huh
You know you a bitch, ngga, yeah
You know, you know, huh

Bad girl take her to an oasis
Fuck a vacation, a vacation
Talk shit, leave you brains on a pavement
Fuck is you sayin'? You think I'm playin'?
Dye my hair
I'm feelin' like a Super Saiyan
Slay 'em, Halo with that shit
I call it slayer
Bad bitch, evil kid, took her to my lair
Save all the flavor, don't
Save her for later, yeah
Ayy, uh, huh, you get poppеd
I ain't cardin' up
I still milly rock on all
Your blocks, huh, yeah, ayy
She gon' ride my dick likе a Harley
Stop me, time for me to roll up the molly
Uh, ayy, huh, ayy molly in my double cup
I got two blunt
What you call that? A doubledot
Pull up on scene, choppa hit his ass
Hit him up ambulance stay on my phone like
Somebody can pick him up, yeah
Ayy, you a bitch nigga, ya dig?
I'm a ditch digger, huh you get disfigured
Washed up like a dish, nigga
Ball hard, I'm a swish nigga, uh
I'll shoot one time, one time, I
Won't miss in niggas, ayy, yeah
That just how it goes pull up on
The scene with a different ho
"All girls are the same" on a radio
I remember when they was callin'
Me hella crazy bro, yeah
Now I'm up next, huh, ayy
This shit come in tighter, it's
Some rough sex, uh, ayy
Pull up on the scene with a new, huh, TEC
White girl give me good brain, a rough neck
You don't really want no smoke, nah ayy
You know that that shit not
In your best interest
'Member stayin' close of Ebay and Pinterest
Now I'm goin' hard, ain't no Kevin Durant
Yeah

I solded out the blue, yeah, huh
I solded out the blue, yeah, huh
It was me then it was you
See I never played the fool
They told me that I
Should've stayed in school
I solded out the blue
It was me then it was you
See I never played the fool
They say I should've stayed in school
But I flunked out, got my money up
Leave the trunk out in case he runin' up
I don't gotta tote the gun
Because my brother will, huh
I don't gotta hit you up
Because my brother kills
I don't really got no time for the drama, no
I'm the president Rollie
Feelin' like Obama, ho
AK on my hip, I call that shit little Osama
Ho all my niggas gettin' money, you know
This just how it go, uh
Niggas iffy, uh, got the sticky tucked
Feel like gummo
Closet lookin' like a gunshow
Let you guys know
They don't want no problems
Goon and a Goblin
I'm a God at this rap shit so
I went and cuffed the Goddess, huh
What you on? I'm just tryna be modest
I'm flyin' without tryin'
Call that shit autopilot my gun a librarian
You know it keeps the silence
Fuck all of that, stop the violence
I guess that I'm violent, ya dig?
I'ma fuck your bitch to some Jimi Hendrix
She say my music lyrics are demented
I say is funny baby, you
Just don't get them, ya dig?
I'ma fuck her to some Jimi Hendrix
She tell me that my lyrics are demented
They funny baby, you just never get them
Pop a Xan, I fucked her, then forget
Pop it like a zit
Pull up on the scene, choppa
Aimin' with the stick, yeah
I don't got no problems same
The place, same the pic, yeah
R kelly with that bitch, I'ma take a piss
Yeah tell 'em rest in peace, yeah
Tell 'em rest in clips, yeah
Tell 'em rest in this, yeah
They can suck a dick, yeah
Blackout the night, damn, look
Like an eclipse, yeah
They was talkin' down to me
Way to how get hit, yeah
I make hit after hit, I won't miss
Check my stacks run up on me, you get popped
After that I pop a flat
May hit yo' bitch from the back
She gon' have a asthma attack
Run up with that choppa, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm finna let it blast
That bitch sing just like CeCe Winans
Fuckin' now she moanin' if she want it, uh