Juice WRLD - Show n Tell (Whip) lyrics

Huh, huh, bitch, huh, huh, huh, bitch
Huh, huh, huh, ya dig? Huh, huh, huh, yeah
Huh,  huh,  bitch, alright, yeah 
(Aw yeah, TyMadeIt) yeah

Try me if you want
It's gon' be over with quick (Bitch)
Disrespectful as fuck, nigga, suck a dick
(Bitch) run up on me, choppa on me
I be bussin' shit (Grra, grra, bitch)
Sick of niggas so my gun is Robitussinin'
(Grra, grra, bitch)
I ain't with the fightin' or the fussin'
(Uh) i'm with them niggas that'll
Kill you in public (Fuck niggas)
I don't fuck with niggas call
Me Juice Uncle Ruckus (Uh)
You get changed like the money or the subject
(Or the subject)
If it ain't money then I'm
Finna change the subject
(Change the subject)
I'ma spend it all or burn it
Money ain't an object (Uh, huh)
Run up on me, choppa burnin'
Hit you in your face, yeah
(Bitch)
(Hit you in your motherfuckin' face)
Look at your bitch, she bad
I just bought her some Gucci fishnets
I get her fish wet
(yeah) , I get her fish wet, uh
Pussy smell like water, it
Don't smell like fish, yeah
Fuckin' with me, you'll be
Swimmin' with the fish, yeah
My money fat like an ass, shout out Kim West
(Huh) your money fake like an ass
Shout out Kim West (Bitch)
Married to the money but I'm the best man
(Uh, huh)
Choppa hit your stomach, your intestines
(Grra, grra, uh huh) she grabbed my dick
Like a mic I'm like that bitch was testin'
One, two, testin', one, two, testin'
Actually, she was reachin' for
My Smith and Wesson it was a setup
But you know a nigga already sensed it
Don't give a fuck if you a bitch or a nigga
I'm still stretchin'
Shot her in the chest, yeah
She gon' need more than fake tit's
Damn, I'm petty as hell
Relax, I was jokin'
You niggas ain't take it well
They tried to tell me where to
Go in life, I told 'em, "Go to hell"
Speakin' of hell, I'll send you there, I
Got my tool like show and tell, tell