Juice WRLD - Masterpiece lyrics

Ah, look
I got my family in the booth with me
Man, it's Peter, Frank, Tiko, Jamie
 Brandon,  my nigga Zay,  you feel me? Haha
Man, I'm just a young fly nigga
But, this for the
People that say I can't rap
You know? like I got them bars, uh

Now these xans got me tweakin' fuck it
I'ma pop a few more and get to sleepin'
Hoes on my dick, got her wet, shorty leakin'
I'ma fuck her on the weekend
While I'm listenin' to Weeknd
Damn, I'm swimmin' through this money
On the deep end
You run up on me, that's okay
You drownin' on the deep end
That four-five hit 'em
Make his head fall apart
Boy, your girl givin' brain


But that bitch never smart
I finessed her, life is just a blessing
Got my hand toted on that
Fuckin' Smith and Wesson if I catch him
I'ma kill him and teach his ass a lesson
I shoot a motherfucker if
I ever feel threatened
So I never feel threatened
And then the pain lessens
I'ma pop drugs, they my teachers
That's the lesson
Mix 'em with the water, make 'em disappear
Magic trick
Harry Potter when a nigga reappear
In the kitchen, water whippin'
Can you relate, nigga?
Are you early to the party? Or are you late
Nigga?
Run up on me, that's okay, you get baked
Nigga
I get to cookin' motherfuckers, soufflé
Nigga
I got the beats on this beat, Dr dre, nigga
In the club drunk, that's
That fuckin' Alize, nigga
Shout out to Zay, nigga, we some alcoholics
We some ball-a-holics, I'ma ball until I die
Ball until I'm fallin'
I should be signed to Spalding
Niggas talkin' stupid 'til I
Run in his apartment
I been selling drugs like they
Ship to what department?
Store niggas talkin' shit 'til I
Run up and kill them
More, make a body flip like parkour
Then again I'm tryna fuck the world
No hard porn
Niggas talkin' that shit 'til a
Body get torn apart
Damn right, I'm that man
Please don't get me started
Kickin' bitches out the crib
They compare me to Martin
I may pull up in that Aston
And mixed with the Martin
Niggas talkin' hella shit 'til I
Run up and spark 'em
Iron on my hip, they compare me to Tony Stark
'Cause I'm Tony Stark and back to the bus
They say I'm Noah's Arking and
Rosa Parking and damn right
Niggas know I'm goin' crazy
Do this shit all night
Motherfuckers talkin' stupid, boy I'm fly
Long flight 'Cause I swear I'm fly forever
Yeah, I swear I'm fly forever
Wrist so cold, it could change the weather
I hope you're prepared for a blizzy summer
Look, uh now I'ma let the glizzy shoot
I don't give a fuck what a pussy nigga do
Run up on me, I'ma hang him
Somebody hand me the noose
I am sick of all this truce, I want the war
Fuck a truce superman up in this booth
I don't even need a cape
I'm just tryna fuck the world
They accusin' me of rape
Run up on me, I'ma kill 'em
Put the pistol to your face
I ain't talkin' 'bout a pencil but
I leave his ass erased, okay
I'm coolin' with my guys more than usual
Niggas talkin' stupid but I'll mix
You like a Rubik's Cube
I'm smart with this rap shit
And you a dumb nigga
Shoot you in your chest a few
Times, I'm a numb nigga, uh
Yeah, this shit is painless
Umbrella for the club
I'm on that rain shit window pane shit
Out the crib Martin Payne shit
Bitches painless, run up on
You with that TEC, bitch
I'm in a tank like Master Pete
Picasso on the track
I'ma spit a master piece
I'ma slave, so hold on
Would a master please
Come and take these gold diamond
Chains off of me? Huh