Juice WRLD - Under Her Skin lyrics

Oh, hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She ballin' out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never
Play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she's ballin' her eyes
Out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Benzos, every day she live and die for benzos
New drug dealer, what's his info?
Her plus heartbreak equals Xans
Need a new equation
She gon' die tryna do the math
Suicidal tendencies
She hopin' that they end it fast
Fentanyl in a Fendi bag
She don't even smoke the gas
She been sleep for three days, cuttin' up
Missin' class
Teacher called, asked, "What's wrong?"
Slurrin' back, you say "He gone"
Runnin' out of downers
You look down at your dresser
You see a 8 ball of
All pure Colombian pleasure
It was left by that dude you
Tried to fuck to forget me
You snort a line and rail a Perc
To see which one is better
Walkin' 'round in your mind
Pickin' up my belongings
I got a lot of shit here
It's been takin' forever
Walkin' 'round in your heart with
Some fuel and some fire
The same fire tatted on
Me, heart destroyer forever, goodbye

Hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She ballin' out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never
Play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she ballin' her eyes out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Gossip, always in my business
Wonderin' what I'm sippin'
And how I'm livin'
A lot of things are different
You not bein' here is what I was missin'
Feel like I'm in a heaven house
Still pour up in a Hell's Kitchen
In Chicago makin' heartbreak songs
Eatin' on some Hell's Chicken
Miami callin' me, oh oh
Them calls I'm missin'
I'm callin' the ambulance, oh oh, the
Thought of you was sickenin', sickenin'
Sickenin' trippin', sip-sippin'
Three six in a cup like it's Memphis
Oh I'm drippin', new girl got hoes
She pimpin'
We got hoes, we share 'em, get it?
Make her eat you out, bitch, get it?
This ho think she been on my mind, quit it
Unlike her, I know how to mind business
Oh oh oh, lullabies in your dome
Spread insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

Hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She ballin' out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never
Play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she ballin' her eyes out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Oh oh oh, lullabies in your dome spread
Insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?
Lullabies in your dome spread
Insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?