Juice WRLD - Don’t Fall Off (KTM Drip) lyrics

Perc' me in (Uh) , let me in (Woah, woah)
How the fuck you hatin' outside the club?
Drugs knockin' at my door
Need to let me in (Need to let me in, woah)
You can't even get in fuck, yeah, uh

Pills knockin' at my door
I'm finna let 'em in (yeah)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose
I need a letterman (yeah)
I can't fuck that bitch if she
Don't give me her consent (yeah)
Half of these hoes don't even
Give me an erection
(They don't get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up
Your gat, let it split, oh
(yeah, yeah) i know niggas bangin' they
Flags like Confederate, oh
(Slatt) brand new house, it's on the hills
Just got the settlements off (Rich)
Lately I been ridin' dirt
Bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
(Yee haw, skrrt, skrrt)

That two door with no tints, oh (No tints)
She sucked me up in my G Wagon, no tints, oh
I see all through the shade, ain't no tints
Oh pull up in that Beamer with the tints, oh
(Skrrt) i heard you got a new whip
We shoot the tints off (Grrah, grrah)
I know that bitch shakin' ass
Up out the window (yeah, yeah)
I'm takin' W's and her wins low
(yeah, yeah)
I order bitches like they on the menu
(yeah, yeah) , yeah took that bitch to Miami
(What?) , just to have a threesome (yeah)
I got bad bitches on deck, do you need one?
Matter of fact, I got so many hoes
I'll sell you one, you can keep one
That bitch don't need me, that
Lil' ho need Jesus, ayy
VVS on my wrist, ain't get no Jesus pieces
Ayy need me a chocolate thing
Ain't talkin' Reese's Pieces, ayy
I don't fuck with none of
These niggas like I'm racist, ayy
(yeah)
My songs on that bad bitch playlist (yeah)

Pills knockin' at my door
I'm finna let 'em in (yeah, yeah)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose
I need a letterman (Yee haw)
I can't fuck that bitch if she
Don't give me her consent (Yee haw)
Half of these hoes don't even
Give me an erection (yeah, yeah)
If you with that shit, then up
Your gat, let it split, oh
(Grrah, grrah) i know niggas bangin' they
Flags like Confederate, oh
(Slatt, slatt)
Brand new house, it's on the hills
Just got the settlements off
Lately I been ridin' dirt
Bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"

I been on my KTM drip
Hopefully I don't fall off (yeah, skrrt)
In the desert, on a dirt bike, with an AR
Lettin' it all off (Tu tu tu tu, grrah)
My lil' bitch'll set you up, yeah
She a dog (She a dog)
Get you in the bedroom
Just to shoot your balls off (Pause)
She come back home, tell me you dead
My dick is in her jaw (Uh, huh)
I could never end up like my dad
I'm too much of a boss (Uh, huh)
Oxycodone all up in my hand
I'm scratchin' through the walls (Uh, huh)
High as hell on my phone
Groupies tryna' get in my drawers (Woah)
Foreign bitch up in my Snapchat showin' ass
(What else?)
I know she don't love me for real
She just want the bag (What the fuck else?)
She gon' do me and my team for a Louis bag
(What the fuck else?)
Grip the chopper with the beam
This in a Louis bag (Baow, baow)
I go shoppin' everywhere
I don't look at tags
Wear it once then throw it away
I don't take it back (Uh, huh)
Said she loved me, stupid bitch
You should take it back
I'ma drop ya' off wherever the
Fuck I met you at (Oh)
Call a Uber for that bitch, she gotta go, go
Go (She gotta go)
Do the dash through her
Life, I'm on go-go-go, uh
(That bitch gotta go)
Iffy, uh, sticky tucked, I'm on Gummo mode
(I'm on gun mode)
My closet like a motherfuckin' gun show, oh
(Uh) i'ma spin her
(Huh) , shawty sweeter than a bag
Full of apple fritters (Yee haw)
I told her racist ass dad
That she fucked a nigga (Yee haw)
I also told 'em that it's been
My pleasure fuckin' with her
(Yee haw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She said she wanna have my dick for dinner
(Uh) i'ma serve it to her like
A plate of chicken gizzards (Uh)
Grandma if you listenin'
I'm sorry I'm a sinner (Uh)
God ain't done with me yet
Give Him a couple winters
Uh, just became a winner (Ayy, ayy)
They wasn't fuckin' me when
My pockets was hurtin' (Uh)
Now I get to pick 'em out, freaky and nerdy
(Uh, huh) you should take your girl to
The dentist or somethin' (Uh)
'Cause when she come back to you
Her mouth gon' be hurtin' (Suck it, ouch)

Pills knockin' at my door
I'm finna let 'em in (I'ma let 'em in)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose
I need a letterman (I need a letterman)
I can't fuck that bitch if she
Don't give me her consent
(Give me her consent)
Half of these hoes don't even
Give me an erection
(They don't get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up
Your gat, let it split, oh
(Baow, baow) i know niggas bangin' they
Flags like Confederate, oh
(Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Brand new house, it's on the hills
Just got the settlements off (Rich, rich)
Lately I been ridin' dirt
Bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
(Yee haw)