Juice WRLD - Scissors lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Scissors lyrics]
Deedotwill that shit hard
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to the
Bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude
Oh yeah
I fell for the thick bitch with long hair
But I know that she don't love me for me
It's the money, baby, don't even go there
Hey, I would tell you
"slow your roll" but just stop it
The more cash in my pocket
The more you get out of pocket
You ain't runnin' up my cash
So you runnin' out of options
It's obvious, you ain't got fifty cents
Or some common sense
Hey, all the broke bitches' hands in the air
You and your friends got y'all
Hands in the air
Over there, here's some shade for
Y'all hoes, you can share, yeah
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to
The bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to
The bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to the
Bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude
Oh yeah
I fell for the thick bitch with long hair
But I know that she don't love me for me
It's the money, baby, don't even go there
Hey, I would tell you
"slow your roll" but just stop it
The more cash in my pocket
The more you get out of pocket
You ain't runnin' up my cash
So you runnin' out of options
It's obvious, you ain't got fifty cents
Or some common sense
Hey, all the broke bitches' hands in the air
You and your friends got y'all
Hands in the air
Over there, here's some shade for
Y'all hoes, you can share, yeah
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to
The bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude
You're such a drag
Remember I was flirtin' back in class?
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to
The bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you
Could've had too, too bad, ooh
You know I'm above you, baby
Better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk
‘cause you know I don't like no attitude