Juice WRLD - Tempted lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Tempted lyrics]
This one we surfin'? Surfs up, wave, uh huh
Ayy (808 Mafia)
808, 150 No Limit Gang
Triple nine, fuck what you claim
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the auto
Or semi, extended clip, I got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back (yeah)
My money old, London bridge
She made me sick, swallow kids
Still wanna hate, hollow tips
Hop in the whip, Grand Theft Auto my clip
Suck my dick like a baby bottle
Poppin' dick
Hit 'em with it like Ronda Rousey, but I win
All these niggas that heard about me
They be worried about me
They be really scary 'bout the kid
Givenchy my kicks
I'll never kick it wit' 'em
If you forgot the drip, Balenciaga denim
To a hood nigga, True Religion on the denim
And the polyester Versace on the linen
Fucked her rolled off the perkies, kitty
I'ma kill it bullets land on your face
It aimin' for a kiss
Diamonds shine like a star, Orion or Achilles
Sagittarius, horoscope on the semi
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
Bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the
Auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back (yeah)
I pop the phantom, pop out
Everyday I keep my Glock out
I take your bitch to a cock-mouth
Wanna see what her slot 'bout
Benjamin Franklin right now
I need Benjamin right now
Ruger nueve, got 'em breathin' heavy
I'm the motherfuckin' boss of the sauce
El Hefe
Tempted, money on my head, yeah
Pull up to your bitch house
Say she gon' be right out
Backwood smoke, no White Owl, White Owl
He ain't got a gun
So he say he tryna fight now
Mama said knock your lights out, lights out
I'm VIP in the club with the ice out
Two hundred down
Three dubs for the bling-blaow
I'm the type of nigga to get a TV show
Just to beat your ass
Call me Jerry Springer now
Gucci shades on, I don't even see these hoes
Purple Rain like Prince
Pour up 'till I pass out
After I smash, I'm doin' the dash
It's back to the cash
I live on the cash route
Tempted, money on my head, yeah
(Tempted, money on my head, yeah)
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
Bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the
Auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back
Ayy (808 Mafia)
808, 150 No Limit Gang
Triple nine, fuck what you claim
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the auto
Or semi, extended clip, I got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back (yeah)
My money old, London bridge
She made me sick, swallow kids
Still wanna hate, hollow tips
Hop in the whip, Grand Theft Auto my clip
Suck my dick like a baby bottle
Poppin' dick
Hit 'em with it like Ronda Rousey, but I win
All these niggas that heard about me
They be worried about me
They be really scary 'bout the kid
Givenchy my kicks
I'll never kick it wit' 'em
If you forgot the drip, Balenciaga denim
To a hood nigga, True Religion on the denim
And the polyester Versace on the linen
Fucked her rolled off the perkies, kitty
I'ma kill it bullets land on your face
It aimin' for a kiss
Diamonds shine like a star, Orion or Achilles
Sagittarius, horoscope on the semi
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
Bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the
Auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back (yeah)
I pop the phantom, pop out
Everyday I keep my Glock out
I take your bitch to a cock-mouth
Wanna see what her slot 'bout
Benjamin Franklin right now
I need Benjamin right now
Ruger nueve, got 'em breathin' heavy
I'm the motherfuckin' boss of the sauce
El Hefe
Tempted, money on my head, yeah
Pull up to your bitch house
Say she gon' be right out
Backwood smoke, no White Owl, White Owl
He ain't got a gun
So he say he tryna fight now
Mama said knock your lights out, lights out
I'm VIP in the club with the ice out
Two hundred down
Three dubs for the bling-blaow
I'm the type of nigga to get a TV show
Just to beat your ass
Call me Jerry Springer now
Gucci shades on, I don't even see these hoes
Purple Rain like Prince
Pour up 'till I pass out
After I smash, I'm doin' the dash
It's back to the cash
I live on the cash route
Tempted, money on my head, yeah
(Tempted, money on my head, yeah)
I'ma pull up in a Bentley
Bitch ride me just like a ten speed
Got a 40 with 30s, the
Auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
I count rack after rack, pour the red
I'm a slatt my gun just like a bitch
It's sittin' on my lap
I'm a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
Got the red when I pop
The phantom in the back