Juice WRLD - On & On lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - On & On lyrics]
Yeah I'm finna keep the chorus though
That shit's tight it goes on
It goes on and on and on (Aye)
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
It ain't no righting my wrongs, my wrongs
Am I wrong?
I'm gonna keep goin on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
I know you don't like it when I say this
I know my music all on your playlist
You gon' listen to me
You ain't gotta say shit
Can't judge a nigga
You don't have a bailiff
I'm hopin' that I make sense
They ain't gang, I remember when I took shit
Break shit, the way I always shake shit
They hate shit
She callin' me amazing, up in Cali
We were stargazing
She told me she needed a vacation
I'll be in Hell waiting
I go on and on and on
Ain't no such thing as righting wrongs
I'm just writing these songs
She goes on and on and on, hey
She goes on and on and on and on, hey
Ain't no need in righting my wrongs
Am I wrong, I'm so wrong, hey
She goes, on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Last week was a bad week
I was runnin' shit, track meet
After track meet
Count it up, math geek when the cash peak
Count it up, math geek when the cash peak
Bad bitch ran a train like a rally
LA girls ain't no good, word to Cali
Work my demons out
I took them straight to Balis (yeah, aye)
Put my dick up in her belly
I'm up in her belly (Aye)
Pissin' on these hoes
Look like I'm R kelly (Aye)
Little Caesars with this shit
It's hot and ready (Aye)
I don't got a gun, I keep me a machete
(Aye) , it get bloody (Aye)
And I could go on and on
And on and on and on, huh
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
I'm tryna right my wrongs, am
I wrong, am I wrong, am I wrong?
(Hey) it goes on and on and on
And on and on and on
That shit's tight it goes on
It goes on and on and on (Aye)
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
It ain't no righting my wrongs, my wrongs
Am I wrong?
I'm gonna keep goin on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
I know you don't like it when I say this
I know my music all on your playlist
You gon' listen to me
You ain't gotta say shit
Can't judge a nigga
You don't have a bailiff
I'm hopin' that I make sense
They ain't gang, I remember when I took shit
Break shit, the way I always shake shit
They hate shit
She callin' me amazing, up in Cali
We were stargazing
She told me she needed a vacation
I'll be in Hell waiting
I go on and on and on
Ain't no such thing as righting wrongs
I'm just writing these songs
She goes on and on and on, hey
She goes on and on and on and on, hey
Ain't no need in righting my wrongs
Am I wrong, I'm so wrong, hey
She goes, on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Last week was a bad week
I was runnin' shit, track meet
After track meet
Count it up, math geek when the cash peak
Count it up, math geek when the cash peak
Bad bitch ran a train like a rally
LA girls ain't no good, word to Cali
Work my demons out
I took them straight to Balis (yeah, aye)
Put my dick up in her belly
I'm up in her belly (Aye)
Pissin' on these hoes
Look like I'm R kelly (Aye)
Little Caesars with this shit
It's hot and ready (Aye)
I don't got a gun, I keep me a machete
(Aye) , it get bloody (Aye)
And I could go on and on
And on and on and on, huh
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
She goes on and on and on (Aye)
I'm tryna right my wrongs, am
I wrong, am I wrong, am I wrong?
(Hey) it goes on and on and on
And on and on and on