Juice WRLD, G Herbo - I Know What You Want lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
G Herbo [Herbert Wright III] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD, G Herbo - I Know What You Want lyrics]
Oh my God what is this? An L beat?
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
(Oh my God what is this? An L beat?)
You know how I'm boming
Rifle like a Russian
Gun to your head bitch, concussion
You ain't talkin' bread bitch
No discussion
My gun like a volcano it's eruptin'
Causing a ruckus, pissing in public
Young rich nigga don't give a
Fuck if I want it
He get all the smoke in the
World if he want it
I could fuck every hoe in
The world if I wanted
Spaz on they ass, rockstar drag no race
Gun with a mask
I ain't ever catchin' no case
No way, 3K for the coat bitch
Andre, backwoods for the dope bitch always
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
(Oh my God what is this? An L beat?)
She know I'm a dog, call me blue nose
Call me red nose, no not Rudolph
Pulled up in a Lambo, took my roof off
You ain't even gon' put your mans on
Nigga how you a boss
And I don't even choose to floss
Ha you use the sauce
And it don't matter what we did
To win cause the losers lost
Imma probably pull up in that SRT
Again but I'ma get the hawk
Niggas broke as fuck can't
Speak on what I'm
Doing today you don't get to talk
And I walk that talk, why you niggas talk
Balenciaga and G Fazo ooh thats how I walk
If you talkin' bout doin' my M's you
Can play with a few of those
I ain't gon' catch you out like him
I'ma pay for this Uber tho, ayy
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money Otis Hill no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
(Oh my God what is this? An L beat?)
You know how I'm boming
Rifle like a Russian
Gun to your head bitch, concussion
You ain't talkin' bread bitch
No discussion
My gun like a volcano it's eruptin'
Causing a ruckus, pissing in public
Young rich nigga don't give a
Fuck if I want it
He get all the smoke in the
World if he want it
I could fuck every hoe in
The world if I wanted
Spaz on they ass, rockstar drag no race
Gun with a mask
I ain't ever catchin' no case
No way, 3K for the coat bitch
Andre, backwoods for the dope bitch always
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
(Oh my God what is this? An L beat?)
She know I'm a dog, call me blue nose
Call me red nose, no not Rudolph
Pulled up in a Lambo, took my roof off
You ain't even gon' put your mans on
Nigga how you a boss
And I don't even choose to floss
Ha you use the sauce
And it don't matter what we did
To win cause the losers lost
Imma probably pull up in that SRT
Again but I'ma get the hawk
Niggas broke as fuck can't
Speak on what I'm
Doing today you don't get to talk
And I walk that talk, why you niggas talk
Balenciaga and G Fazo ooh thats how I walk
If you talkin' bout doin' my M's you
Can play with a few of those
I ain't gon' catch you out like him
I'ma pay for this Uber tho, ayy
Hit the trap phone, I got what he want
He do what he can, I do what he don't
Run up, put a bullet in his dome, oh no
Choppa got a kick bitch, no dojo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money old as hell, no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo
Bitch who is this? Got a new phone
Money Otis Hill no group home
Fuck one M bitch I got a few of those
She know I'm a dog, young Cujo