Juice WRLD - Rental lyrics

I told her ride it like a rental
It’s just a rental
I'm not with all the sentimentals
Just keep it simple
I'm not with all the sentimentals
Just keep it simple
Uh, I told her ride it like a rental
Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt after this song
I'm finna go ride some dirt bikes
Lit, uh huh in the hills
Fuckin' up all the happy houses

I told her ride it like a rental
It’s just a rental
I'm not with all the sentimentals
Just keep it simple
You wanna know what I'm into
So you can get into it
I ain't tryna get into it
I done been through it
A lot shit been on my mental
I done been through it
Niggas say they gon' kill me, Nike
Just do it
Bitches say they want the real me
They sound real stupid
I already told you my relationship with Cupid
This shit don't ever work, my heart cold
It's been cold since I threw
It to the South Pole (Uh)
AP two-tone, yeah, my wrist cold (Uh)
Straight flawless, the brightest of crystals
(Uh)
I'm a diamond in the rough, that's a gem
Ho (Uh)
Got a thing for Gemini's with a bad soul
(Uh)
I was told to let live and to let 'em go
(Uh) but instead
I just love them and hold 'em close (Uh)
Opiate addict, it's fucking Narcos (Uh)
Heartbreak addict too, I been done wrong (Uh)
Got a thing for the freaks and the snake hoes
(Uh) love sex so much, need a porno (Uh)
Love head so much, need a deep throat (Uh)
I can't fuck with her if she
Don't got a deep throat (Uh)
Hundred-fifty for the watch, not a cheap ho
(Uh)
Cubic zirconias, you can keep those (Uh)
See a whole different side of me (Uh, huh)
Need a girl that'll die for me (Uh, huh)
Her boyfriend want a rivalry (Uh, huh)
Her nigga better come right for me (Uh, huh)
I remember when I couldn't get
They time of day
Now these hoes wanna spend they time with me
(Uh, huh)
I remember being little playin' board games
Now I'm playing real-life Monopoly (Uh, huh)

Cha ching cha ching
Cha ching i wake up in the morning
With an alarm clock in my head
It's a coach whistle
Ayy, somethin' like a cash register
(Ayy! Uh) cha ching (yeah, uh)

I don't got to come back
'cause I never left
I could only imagine how that feels
No disrespect
On the right track, I don't ever go left
Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus
Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it
Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga sold it
We came from the same place, I made it
You stayed
They wasn't gon' hear our story 'less
A real nigga told it
Took his bitch, yeah, I stole her
I'm gettin' bolder
I'm sick, nigga, no Ebola, need a Ricola
She took my heart, yeah
She stole it and now she own it
My heartbreak on the way
I'm good for the moment
I'm Tom Hanks with the plays, Forrest Gump
Runnin' i get bad news every day
Gettin' high just in case
Fake boobs to the face, good nudes
Masturbate
How rude, baddie with an attitude
Give me face
Attitude, I don't like her attitude
Let her swallow
She should have an attitude of gratitude
Bullets hollow
Give 'em to a nigga like an attitude
Fifty shot clip for a nigga with an attitude
Rolls Royce truck
Catch me cruisin' on the avenue
Good nut bust from some head, yeah
That'll do
I ain't Mr t, nah, I never pity fools
I see how you livin', to be honest
It's pitiful
I don't like much, I'm a chill dude-dude
Complicated but it's kinda simple
Call my gun Proactiv, you a pimple
Catch me interactin' with your bitch
Ooh ooh walk in the room, I'm too smoo ooth
That's not me, that's the percs, ooh ooh
Ooh 'Til I die, I'ma work, ooh ooh, ooh
Had to cut down on the syrup, ooh ooh, ooh
I was sleeping away money
Couldn't wake up and get money
Now I'm up tryna get money
Give a fuck what they want from me
I was too heart-broke to get money, yeah
I'm sad but I'm no dummy
If there's anything you should take from me
It's that I'm a confused, young
Rich junkie