Juice WRLD - The Bees Knees lyrics

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins]

[Juice WRLD - The Bees Knees lyrics]

Let's go, let's go chasing the lean
Let's go (G ry got me, okay, okay)
Chasing the lean, rotting my brain (AP Gang)
(Hit-Boy) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Let's do it

Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly
(Ya dig?)
Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me
Sorry to say (What, what? Ya dig?)
Groupie hoes wanna come my way (C'mon)
Come take this pic and get out my face
(C'mon) ran into my main thing (yeah, yeah)
Come take this dick and you can stay (yeah)

It's my year, year, year, codeine sip
No beer (Uh, huh)
Holy shit, he's the shit
Words from my peers (Uh huh, uh huh)
You don't like me, you can suck a dick
That's how it goes around here
(yeah, suck a fucking dick)
Cowboy, oh, yeah, big six-shooter in the air
Drunky, you wanna fuck me, bitch
Then fuck me (Let's do it)
You wanna kill me, nigga, then buck me
(Let's do it)
These niggas really want me dead (C'mon)
I don't really think they that lucky
(C'mon) i told my bitch I love her (I did)
I hope she think I mean it (Woah)
I wouldn't lie about that shit, trust me
(At all)
I wouldn't lie about street shit, trust me
(At all)
I wouldn't lie about drug shit, trust me
(Oh no)
See that drug shit hide the ugly (Oh no)
And I ain't never been ugly, trust me
(Oh no)
Dicked up in her brain, concussion (Uh, huh)
We had a Snoop Dogg discussion (We did)
A sexual eruption (Smash)
Open up them legs, I'm hungry (Let's go)

Bank account eruptin' (yeah)
I need me a safe or somethin' (yeah)
I'm a dirt bike riding junkie (C'mon)
I don't need that Wraith for nothing
(Let's go)
But it's a Wraith on my wrist or somethin'
(Skrrt)
Hoes wanna rape my wrist or somethin'
(All white)
Cops wanna raid my crib for nothing (Uh)
Just 'cause we black
That's how they comin'
(Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12)

Chasin' the lean, rotting my brain, honestly
(Chasin')
Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me
Sorry to say (Faith)
Groupie hoes wanna come my way (C'mon)
Come take this pic and get out my face
(C'mon)
That champagne glass on my kitchen counter
(yeah, yeah)
That's codeine in it, no Ace of Spades
(Oh, yeah)

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, nigga
Wait
Nigga, it's a wave, nigga, I'm a wave
You a slave to these chains
Forgettin' about the road
Our forefathers paved
But hey who am I to talk? I'm AP
Gang, a hundred fifty on my wrist, okay
Used to bein' afraid, uh, Perc'
On the dinner plate, uh
Brand new China set for the
House, Versace dinner plates, uh
What your mama tell you
About gettin' involved? (What?)
Yeah, you got you a gun
But you still too soft (Nigga)
You ain't gon' shoot that bitch at all
(Uh, uh)
If I got it on me, I'ma let that bitch off
(Grrah) hot boy, young Lil Wayne shit
You see the socks boy
Plus I'm a Glock boy, new
Clip, huggin' a thot, boy
Givin' 'em top where they brain is
I'm a rockstar lifestyle livin', dirt
Bike ridin', totin' stainless, i aim big

Bank account eruptin'
I need me a safe or something (I do)
I'm a dirt bike riding junkie (Uh, huh)
I don't need that Wraith for nothing
(Skrrt, skrrt)
But it's a Wraith on my wrist or somethin'
(Wrist)
Hoes wanna rape my wrist or somethin'
(Rape my wrist)
Cops wanna raid my crib for nothing
(Raid my crib) just 'cause we black
That's how they comin' (I know it, yeah)

Chasing the lean, rotting my brain, honestly
Drugs the only thing that's faithful to me
Sorry to say groupie hoes wanna come my way
Come take this pic and get out my face
That champagne glass on my kitchen counter
That's codeine in it, no Ace of Spades

Let me switch it up on y'all fuck niggas
Haha dawn in denial, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah uh (Let's go)

Double cup pleasure (Double)
Can I feel this way forever? (Uh, huh)
It don't matter how fucked up I
Get off of the drugs
Still giving my effort, all my effort
Phone line going AWOL, I'm the plug now
They act like my music is
The new drug in town
The bee's knees (The bee's knees) , I am
The bee's knees
(The bee's knees) , bitch, I am
The bee's knees
It's hard for these hoes to stay away
Now I got money, I can't afford loyalty
It's a cold day in hell
Gotta pay for loyalty?
(Why you gotta pay for that?)
To do what I do, you need a whole team
It's child's play to me, hey
The bee's knees, I am
The bee's knees, I am

OC never do coke, no, fuck a nosebleed
Bentley white guts, cocaine, no seats
Dust in the Benz, smokin' thrax
Countin' up the racks, bitch
I'm the bee's knees i'm OC
Never do coke, no, fuck a nosebleed
Bentley white guts, cocaine, no seats
Dust in the Bentley, smokin' thrax
Countin' up these racks
I'm the bee's knees
(I am the bee's knees)

Hah, hah
Niggas not ready for this shit at all
Listen to Juice talk, he talkin' that talk
'Cause you talkin' to a boss that's real
Uh My fault, I'm high a death race for love
I ain't just racin' for love though
(No, I'm not) my heart racin'
My money racin'
(Facts) , my mind racin' (Facts)
All black diamonds like I'm racist
(Huh, you dig?)
"Lucid Dreams" still on your bitch playlist
(Yessir)
I took her and smiled and you lookin' like
"How could you say this?"
Timeless music bitch
(Thank God for me, me, me)
Smokin' thrax, countin' racks
(Bee's knees)
Nah, fuck racks, need a black card
That's how I'm gon' show you I'm hard
Yeah, where the Percs at now?
(Talk that talk, Juice
Stop fuckin' with these niggas)
I'm a businessman, so that mean
I'm 'bout my business, man
(A businessman, I'm a businessman
Nigga, a businessman, nigga)
Ayy, RP go that shit, this boy got that shit
(No cap, no cap, no cap, no cap)
I know y'all seen them old videos
Of Dream Team playin' basketball
(Michael Jordan, Game 6, yeah yeah)
We just ran a three man-weave
The bee's knees

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