Juice WRLD - Track Race (Scarface) lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Track Race Scarface lyrics]
Woke up, dropped a pill in my OJ
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race
Money make me healthy
Countin' up the celery
Broke niggas can't talk
What the fuck you tellin' me?
Smoke until my eyes red
She can see the hell in me
Catch me with a bad ho, badder than a felony
But these hoes be phony
Tried to fuck on your homie
She'll tell you she lonely, while
She layin' next your bros, ayy
I don't got time for her, no, no
I'm too rich to have my heart broke
Spendin' all my money on the finer things
Went to sleep, I woke up then I took a bean
Woke up, dropped a pill in my OJ
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race
Two girls times two for the foreplay
You know I was finna fuck
And duck 'em anyway
After that I drop a four
Inside my Minute Maid
Might just mix it with the perky
Never been afraid
Off a party pack, but I don't ever party, ho
In my hotel room on the molly, ho
I can see the universe with my eyes closed
Blink twice, everything goin' slow-mo
Face, roll it up, face
Fuckin' on a bitch that smoke Percs
Free base
Keep it on the low like, I'm a Freemason
Bitch, I'm on go like runnin'
All the red lights
Woke up, dropped a pill in my OJ
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race
Money make me healthy
Countin' up the celery
Broke niggas can't talk
What the fuck you tellin' me?
Smoke until my eyes red
She can see the hell in me
Catch me with a bad ho, badder than a felony
But these hoes be phony
Tried to fuck on your homie
She'll tell you she lonely, while
She layin' next your bros, ayy
I don't got time for her, no, no
I'm too rich to have my heart broke
Spendin' all my money on the finer things
Went to sleep, I woke up then I took a bean
Woke up, dropped a pill in my OJ
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race
Two girls times two for the foreplay
You know I was finna fuck
And duck 'em anyway
After that I drop a four
Inside my Minute Maid
Might just mix it with the perky
Never been afraid
Off a party pack, but I don't ever party, ho
In my hotel room on the molly, ho
I can see the universe with my eyes closed
Blink twice, everything goin' slow-mo
Face, roll it up, face
Fuckin' on a bitch that smoke Percs
Free base
Keep it on the low like, I'm a Freemason
Bitch, I'm on go like runnin'
All the red lights
Woke up, dropped a pill in my OJ
Am I coming back down? No way
Keep that chopper on my side, Scarface
'Cause I don't trust no one, sorry
I don't need handouts, no thanks
'Cause I'ma get rich my own way
I'ma dunk off my own play
I'ma take off, no track race