Juice WRLD - Conversations Music Video Freestyle lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Conversations Music Video Freestyle lyrics]
My diamonds just broke the
My diamonds just broke, huh
My diamonds just broke, uh
My diamonds just broke, uh
My diamonds just the
Run up on me and I'm glamming
I'm freestyling on camera
Pull up on him and I'm shooting
I don't give a fuck
I shit on him, no manners, uh
Bitch I'm the best, yes, huh
Dressed to impress, yes, huh
Gucci my neck, VVS wrist
Moncler chest, yes, huh
Pull up and I shoot your
Bitch right in her breast
I don't got respect, nigga, I disrespect
I feel like a pick coming
Straight for your neck
These niggas ain't shit and they
Know I'm up next
I'm making it plaque, after plaque
After plaque
You run up on me you get popped like a flat
If your bitch got an ass shе
Get hit from the back
All I know is get thе cash on the go
Pull up on me then I shoot at your hoe
All I know is get the cash, I'm in my bag
Nigga you already know
Ball on these niggas to Derrick to rose
All of my niggas get money for sure
Run up on me and I'm shooting my Ruger
On me and I'm sitting at your front door
Not at my house, no Mutombo
Bro you will hit them with a combo
But you can not shoot them, then I'm gon go
Niggas talk stupid til I pull up, woah
With the 6, no Toronto
I'mma hit a nigga, no combo
I don't remember how the fucking beat go
Malachi in the back, still stopping
40 will make you dance like a crumpin'
I'm in the UK eating crumpets
Niggas ain't shit to me, they ain't nothing
Pull up on me, I'm shooting
Yeah I'm bussing
Aim at your head, I gave you a concussion
Feel like a TNT, bitch it's combustion
All of my niggas get money, no nothing look
My diamonds just broke, huh
My diamonds just broke, uh
My diamonds just broke, uh
My diamonds just the
Run up on me and I'm glamming
I'm freestyling on camera
Pull up on him and I'm shooting
I don't give a fuck
I shit on him, no manners, uh
Bitch I'm the best, yes, huh
Dressed to impress, yes, huh
Gucci my neck, VVS wrist
Moncler chest, yes, huh
Pull up and I shoot your
Bitch right in her breast
I don't got respect, nigga, I disrespect
I feel like a pick coming
Straight for your neck
These niggas ain't shit and they
Know I'm up next
I'm making it plaque, after plaque
After plaque
You run up on me you get popped like a flat
If your bitch got an ass shе
Get hit from the back
All I know is get thе cash on the go
Pull up on me then I shoot at your hoe
All I know is get the cash, I'm in my bag
Nigga you already know
Ball on these niggas to Derrick to rose
All of my niggas get money for sure
Run up on me and I'm shooting my Ruger
On me and I'm sitting at your front door
Not at my house, no Mutombo
Bro you will hit them with a combo
But you can not shoot them, then I'm gon go
Niggas talk stupid til I pull up, woah
With the 6, no Toronto
I'mma hit a nigga, no combo
I don't remember how the fucking beat go
Malachi in the back, still stopping
40 will make you dance like a crumpin'
I'm in the UK eating crumpets
Niggas ain't shit to me, they ain't nothing
Pull up on me, I'm shooting
Yeah I'm bussing
Aim at your head, I gave you a concussion
Feel like a TNT, bitch it's combustion
All of my niggas get money, no nothing look