Juice WRLD - Fadeaway Freestyle lyrics

Fuck with me
You'll catch a shot to the face
All of my nigga's get money all day
Shoot once I'll ball like fadeaway, ooh
Nina like razor blade, grill in
My mouth like Flavor Flav, ooh
Drill like Major Payne
Prince in the cup no purple rain, ooh
Dirty my sprite run up on me catch his
9 I'll put that shit to your life, uh
Look at yo' wife, she fuck me
But she's screaming out 'Christ', uh
Jesus, look at my Jesus Pieces
Pieces like they Reese's, uh
Fuck that bitch I don't need her, uh
Fuck that bitch then I skeet in her, uh
Backspace, backspace, delete her, uh
Ball like Derek Jeter, uh, I'm
Hot I caught a fever, uh
Liquor all in my cup, uh huh
Sip that I throw up, uh huh
Watch me go po' up, uh huh
Tyler just showed up, huh, ay, ay
I'm in my glow, I'll put my
Dick in your ho, huh, ay, ay
She said yes nigga, I said no, huh, ay, ay
Off of the molly, I may just go
Shoot up a party, uh, ay, ay
That bitch fake, I think that
Bitch is a Barbie, huh