Juice WRLD - Let It Bust (Everlasting) lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Let It Bust Everlasting lyrics]
Packin', 40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Rockin' them shows with the Rémy in my hand
Mm percocets 'cause I ain't fuckin'
With no Xans, mm
No advance, just them millions in my hand, mm
Count it up, ooh, rubber band it
Niggas stealin' flows, stupid bandit
Too much sauce, you get lost
You can't handle it
I love mixing up narcotics in my Cannabis
Remember them days, I was broke
Ain't have a pot to piss in
Now, a nigga stay winning, sack chase
Pull up like skrrt, drag race
Lil' bitch, you move too slow
I'm fast paced (Skrrt)
Packin', 40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Leanin' got me slow, overdose
Molly and the Hennessy, catch the Holy Ghost
40 for my enemies, I'm gon' do the most
I got a lot of frenemies
They gon' do the most
'Cause they know I'm on top
Top from they thot
Pull up in the drop, bitch in my drop
Run up, you get popped, phew
Huh, from the Glock, huh
Knock 'em out the park, bitch, Sandlot
Bankrolls with the blue face on fleek
That's yo' girl, why she on me?
YSL with the Murakami on me on fleek
You ain't gettin' money then
We don't speak-eak
Packin', 40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Rockin' them shows with the Rémy in my hand
Mm percocets 'cause I ain't fuckin'
With no Xans, mm
No advance, just them millions in my hand, mm
Count it up, ooh, rubber band it
Niggas stealin' flows, stupid bandit
Too much sauce, you get lost
You can't handle it
I love mixing up narcotics in my Cannabis
Remember them days, I was broke
Ain't have a pot to piss in
Now, a nigga stay winning, sack chase
Pull up like skrrt, drag race
Lil' bitch, you move too slow
I'm fast paced (Skrrt)
Packin', 40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Leanin' got me slow, overdose
Molly and the Hennessy, catch the Holy Ghost
40 for my enemies, I'm gon' do the most
I got a lot of frenemies
They gon' do the most
'Cause they know I'm on top
Top from they thot
Pull up in the drop, bitch in my drop
Run up, you get popped, phew
Huh, from the Glock, huh
Knock 'em out the park, bitch, Sandlot
Bankrolls with the blue face on fleek
That's yo' girl, why she on me?
YSL with the Murakami on me on fleek
You ain't gettin' money then
We don't speak-eak
Packin', 40 on my hip, never lackin'
I could fuck his bitch from the back end
Get it crackin'
Never runnin' out of cash, everlastin', hey
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah
Let it bust, yeah, yeah, let it bust, yeah
Yeah