Juice WRLD - Here I Go Again lyrics

Huh, uh this my favorite part, nigga
Huh uh, yeah
LordPhazer in this bitch (Ha ha haha)
Uh huh, oh, yeah ya dig?
Yeah purps on the beat
Here I go,  here I go again
(Here I go, here I go)
In Los Angeles, just came back from Japan
(In Los Angeles, just came back from Japan)
Here I go, here I go again, traveling
Traveling
(Here I go, here I go again, traveling)

Uh, here I go, here I go again
I'm in Los Angeles
I just came back from Japan (Uh, huh)
I was on Percocets everyday
Wasn't fucking with them Xans (Uh, huh)
Here I go, here I go again (yeah)

Here I go, here I go again (Uh, huh)


I'm in Los Angeles
I just came back from Japan
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everyday I was doin' Percocets
Wasn't fucking with them Xans (Uh, uh)
Turned studio to a trap house
Like I was whipping with the pans
(Uh, yeah, yeah)
I spent three thousand on some pants (Pants)
She a horny dog
She just fucked me and my mans
(She a horny dog)
Yeah, a groupie and a fan (yeah)
Still ain't trust her
So I fucked her with an Uzi in my hand
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

Woah, rocking that Rick, dawg (Rick)
Feel like a beat
(Beat) , dog, I got the drip sauce (Drip)
Pocket watching got you pissed off
(Got you pissed off)
Just wait until you start staring
At my wrist, dawg, ah
(Gleam, gleam, gleam)
Let me not get superficial (Uh, huh)
I'm a sad boy when it come to heartbreak
It's in my lyrics (Uh, huh)
Y'all know that I got millions
(Uh, huh) , y'all know that
I got a mansion (Uh, huh)
On top of mansion, that's a big building
(Uh, huh) popping like wheelies
I put the "Milli'" in "Million"
Wrist so cold like the AC on (Uh, huh)
All I care 'bout is hunnids
I tear these twenties like an ACL (Uh, huh)
Whatchu know about money, uh
I got my throwback Gucci on (yeah)
Finna get in that oochie coochie
Fuck a hoochie to this song
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bootleg movies in my house, can't
Go to the movies, dog
(Uh, uh) i'm too important, they ask me if
I have competition I say, "Nah"
(Uh, uh) they disappointed
(Oh, I'm taking these pills
Can't feel my jaw, oh)
I think I need a doctors appointment
He tell me that nothing wrong (Uh, huh)
I still think that nigga wrong (yeah, oh)

Here I go, here I go again
I'm in Los Angeles
I just came back from Japan (yeah)
Everyday I was doin' Percocets
Wasn't fucking with them Xans
Turned studio to a trap house
Like I was whipping with the pans (Uh)
I spent three thousand on some pants
(Three thousand on pants) she a horny dog
She just fucked me and my mans
(She just fucked me and my man)
Yeah, a groupie and a fan (yeah, she a fan)
Still ain't trust her
So I fucked her with an Uzi in my hand
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah)

I see them haters watching me on the internet
(On the web) like, here he go
Talkin' bout his new watch again
(Gleam, gleam) haha, haha, hey (yeah)
That's a two-tone skeleton AP on his hand
(I swear bitch)
We get it, yeah, I know you get it (Huh)
But you couldn't afford it if
You worked for your life, nigga
That's your forever girl?
I just may go rent her (Smash)
And drive that bitch around
Like a Mercedes Sprinter (Skrrt)
So much money
They think I got a money printer (yeah)
So much drama
Sometimes I think I'm on Jerry Springer
(What the fuck?) i know some of these racist
Motherfuckers hate to pay up
Like why the hell did we just
Have to book this dirty nigga? (Ha ha ha)
Uh, times change (yeah)
But I still got that mask on my
Face like I'm in the KKK (Let's go)
Bought a brand new guitar and a
Piano and a brand new AK (Let's go)
Yeah, just in case
A fuck nigga get in my way (Uh, huh)
Two 33 shots to a nigga in his face
Take two off his top like he gettin' a fade
Send 'em rock bott' niggas around your way
Bought a new watch, cost over 100k (Gleam)
So bright, can't see the time today (Damn)
Yeah, but it's my time today (It is)
I'm gon' shine today (I am)
Yesterday, tomorrow, ayy, that mean
I'm in my prime, okay

Here I go, here I go again (Here I go again)
I'm in Los Angeles
I just came back from Japan
(I just came back from Japan)
I was on Percocets everyday
Wasn't fucking with them Xans
(I wasn't fucking with them Xans)
Here I go, here I go again
Here I go, here I go again
I'm in Los Angeles
I just came back from Japan
Everyday I was doin' Percocets
Wasn't fucking with them Xans
Turned studio to a trap house
Like I was whipping with the pans (Uh)
I spent three thousand on some pants
(Three thousand on some pants)
She a horny dog
She just fucked me and my mans
(She just fucked me and my fucking mans)
Yeah, a groupie and a fan
(yeah, groupie and a fan)
Still ain't trust her
So I fucked her with a Uzi in my hand
(In my motherfucking hand)

Woah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Triple nine the gang, you know it
Yeah yeah yeah
When it come to this music shit
I'ma poet, yeah yeah yeah, oh
(Oh) billy Idol with that "Rebel Yell"
Fuck with me, I send you straight to hell
Free my slime, hope he make bail
Keep him locked up if he tattle tale