Juice WRLD - No Promo (Like a Pro) lyrics

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Juice WRLD - No Promo Like a Pro lyrics]

She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough

Too many xans
Fuckin' that bitch from the back
Now I fuck on her friends, gettin' it in
I menage in a Benz, fuck it
I'll do it again money all over my pockets
You know that I'm finna spend
All these niggas just pretend
All these niggas just pretend
Fuckin' that bitch in my condo, xanny
It got me in slow mo
You know yo' bitch be on go mode
Run up on me then I shoot, ooh
That's you dancing like a go-go
My niggas countin' that dough dough
My niggas still at your front door
I am attacker
Run up on me, get it crackin'
In a ocean like a kraken
You know I'm makin' it happen
Look at my tag, I'm gon' blow though
I be on go mode, your bitch my ho though
She on my dick and she dance like a go-go
Hoes want a photo and that's just a promo
Woah

She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough
Popped a molly like a pro
I make a movie, no promo
I make a movie, no promo
Popped a molly like a pro
We make a movie, no promo

I'm in my lane and I'll never switch
Niggas be beefin' over bitches
That shit crazy i don't really give a shit
Young nigga raisin', I'm livin' it
Talkin' stupid, fuck it, you get murked
Fuck around, I put 'em in a hearse
Fuck around, I put 'em in a dirt
Pussy nigga, why you on my turf?
They know you ain't puttin' in work
Don't get slaved, take yo' ass to a church
They clowning on me like a circus
Run up on me then I'm blowin'
She told me I'm pretty in person
Niggas be ballin', we swishin'
I'm feelin' like Julius Erving
'Henny I mix with the Burbon
Turn to a whole different person
I feel like a terrorist, AK nigga
With a Gucci on turban, whoa, whoa
Rick James with the xanny
Bad bitch drop her panties
Feel like Drizzy with the Grammy
Get some money for my granny
Benjamin older than granny

She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough
Popped a molly like a pro
I make a movie, no promo
I make a movie, no promo
Popped a molly like a pro
We make a movie, no promo

O oh, o oh, o oh o oh, o oh, o oh
Pull-up in my ride i'm a rider
I get a side i cannot find them
That bitch a secret, you cannot find her
I get behind her bad bitch said hold up
Fuck me slow now time to slow down
She gon', ride me like a merry go round
I was in the kitchen whippin' mo' pounds
Hmm i really don't give a fuck
I got that lean, pour it up
Turn-up in a rari showin' up
I popped a xanny and another xanny
Baby I'm going xan crazy
I popped a xanny and another xanny
I don't remember you're name baby

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