Juice WRLD - High All Week lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - High All Week lyrics]
Cardo shit, ya know?
Bitch I'm dreamin' 'bout the cake
Choppa with a scope, put it to your face
All I know is hate
I don't wan' hop in the bank
Find a bitch I rate uh
I smoke on blue dream, you smoke on irene
Double G my feet, I've been high all week
Hotbox don't live windows up
Ridin' 'round in a Bentley truck
Big ass gun, F&N, load it up and let it bust
Pray to God that all these drugs work
And if they don't I'll prolly
Kill my plug first
The pills I take will prolly
Take you off this Earth
Outta space off the Percs with a slur
I weigh the money, no countin'
I think I need an accountant
I'm rockin' shit that ain't out yet
Revenge, revenge
I'm movin' slow off the Hi Tech
Breathe out, breathe in
Choppa, bullets to your stomach
Bleed out, wheezin'