Juice WRLD - Summers Freestyle lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Summers Freestyle lyrics]
Ain't no father, it's just me and my mommy
Yeah we run through the drama
But everyday I go harder
Everyday I go harder
Dying for this shit, nigga that's the motto
Pull up in a Dodge, nigga that's a charger
Hellcat, nigga bitch nigga damn that
40 on me bitch, get back like I spit crack
Mismatch fuck nigga, did you get that?
Freestyle, don't write
Pull up on a nigga, I'll take your life
45 on my hip, I'ma grip my pipe
He a pussy nigga, shoot his ass 9 times
Three nine on my wrist
Don't you forget-get-get-get?
Every song I make that shit a hit-hit-hit
Lucid Dreams went platinum
I wasn't even rappin'
I'ma pulled up trappin'
Pull up in the Benz Wagon
Ksubi jeans on me saggin'
I don't really got time for it
I'm too busy rocking on the Tom Ford
Nigga I'm just in my void
Count the money, I need stack it, huh
Run up on me then I'm blastin', uh
I'm takin' off just like NASA
Chains on me, yeah, bitch I'm a master
Graduate on bastards
No Limit that is the gang huh
Fuck that shit you claim, drop rasping, GDK
Put that on my life huh, my dick in your wife
Pussy so damn good, goddamn twice
Now I'm in her head
She call me her lights huh
I rap for my life huh
All these bitches trife
I got my heart broke, I'm sippin' Henno
Blowin' on gun out of window
Money in my pockets, fuck your wallet
Yeah we run through the drama
But everyday I go harder
Everyday I go harder
Dying for this shit, nigga that's the motto
Pull up in a Dodge, nigga that's a charger
Hellcat, nigga bitch nigga damn that
40 on me bitch, get back like I spit crack
Mismatch fuck nigga, did you get that?
Freestyle, don't write
Pull up on a nigga, I'll take your life
45 on my hip, I'ma grip my pipe
He a pussy nigga, shoot his ass 9 times
Three nine on my wrist
Don't you forget-get-get-get?
Every song I make that shit a hit-hit-hit
Lucid Dreams went platinum
I wasn't even rappin'
I'ma pulled up trappin'
Pull up in the Benz Wagon
Ksubi jeans on me saggin'
I don't really got time for it
I'm too busy rocking on the Tom Ford
Nigga I'm just in my void
Count the money, I need stack it, huh
Run up on me then I'm blastin', uh
I'm takin' off just like NASA
Chains on me, yeah, bitch I'm a master
Graduate on bastards
No Limit that is the gang huh
Fuck that shit you claim, drop rasping, GDK
Put that on my life huh, my dick in your wife
Pussy so damn good, goddamn twice
Now I'm in her head
She call me her lights huh
I rap for my life huh
All these bitches trife
I got my heart broke, I'm sippin' Henno
Blowin' on gun out of window
Money in my pockets, fuck your wallet