Juice WRLD - Real One lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Real One lyrics]
Poppin' pills in the back of a party
Who's with it?
Talkin' out his neck, they found his body
Who did it? Bite down on that pill, I'm
On that Molly, that ooh, kill 'em
I love lean, no juice and gin
I mix it up with hallucinogens
Uh, she ride my dick like a roller
Coaster so she call it "amusement"
Uh, she told me I'm doper than bakin' soda
Put my dick in her throat
Now she need Ricola
In a black SUV, I got a chauffeur
Pull a fuck nigga card
Like I’m playin' poker
Bitch, you gotta go home, I said it's over
I don't love you no more
Yeah, I don't love you no more
Dead presidents, pockets a morgue
Smokin' on that ole boy
I’m a cash gettin', uh, ass-kickin'
Real one, yeah, yеah real one, yeah, yеah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Real one, yeah, yeah real one, yeah, yeah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Real one, yeah, yeah real one, yeah, yeah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Who's with it?
Talkin' out his neck, they found his body
Who did it? Bite down on that pill, I'm
On that Molly, that ooh, kill 'em
I love lean, no juice and gin
I mix it up with hallucinogens
Uh, she ride my dick like a roller
Coaster so she call it "amusement"
Uh, she told me I'm doper than bakin' soda
Put my dick in her throat
Now she need Ricola
In a black SUV, I got a chauffeur
Pull a fuck nigga card
Like I’m playin' poker
Bitch, you gotta go home, I said it's over
I don't love you no more
Yeah, I don't love you no more
Dead presidents, pockets a morgue
Smokin' on that ole boy
I’m a cash gettin', uh, ass-kickin'
Real one, yeah, yеah real one, yeah, yеah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Real one, yeah, yeah real one, yeah, yeah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Real one, yeah, yeah real one, yeah, yeah
Real one, yeah, I'm a cash
Gettin', ass-kickin' real one, uh
I got real guns, uh
Talkin' outside, had to go in and pick one
Grrah
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one
Goin' numb off the pills, it won't hurt
I won't feel nun'
I'ma real one, I'ma real, I'ma real
I'ma real one