Juice WRLD, B. LOU, ZIAS - ZIAS Bandit Reaction Freestyle lyrics

Juice WRLD

Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Juice WRLD, B. LOU, ZIAS - ZIAS Bandit Reaction Freestyle lyrics]

In the zone transform like Megatron
Aye, fuck is you on?
Call of Duty the way that I spawn
You run up on me, Imma shoot
I aim my hand out the roof
You is a lie, I'm the truth
Superman when I walk in the booth
Fallin' out like a loose ass tooth
Run up on me Imma kill you and you aye, look
Your bitches, they sticky like glue
I fuck on that bitch then I disappear
That bitch did not have a clue
All of these niggas ain't gettin' no money
I know that they broke than a bitch
If you run up on me
Then that chopper will hit you for real
Cause my niggas hear you talkin' shit
They gon' pull up on you
And this chopper, these pop like a pill
These niggas get killed, but I'm lit, aye
Run up on me, I'm lit, just like a Bic


Nigga you pop, just like a zit
Proactivis or something get popped like a zit
These niggas ain't shit but some
Hoes and some bitches, aye
I'm in my lane, no switchin', aye
I'm not the same nigga, I'm different, aye
Ball on 'em just like a Piston
March on a nigga, I'm army enlisted, aye
Fuck all the competition
I got more drive than Bugatti engines, aye

Gucci and Louis all over my brand new coats
Mhm burberry, nigga, bad bitch
Breath heavy, on a ho, on a levy
I'm hot off of this medicine
Meditatin' on niggas
That chopper on me with a trigger that make
A nigga hop like he was with Tigger
My niggas get money for real
Ain't talkin' bout Tommy but
I got the figures
The Tommy inside the Hilfiger's
I pull it out spit like
A pastor no scriptures
These niggas ain't shit but some bitches
I'm disappearin' on them just like a wizard
Bitch I'm the flame, nigga
Waka Flocka, oh let's do it I'm the Flame
Nigga kool-Aid Jammer
Kool-Aid Jammer i'm totin' the hammer
Free all my niggas locked up in the slammer
Just like a fruit, bitch I'm goin' bananas
Louis Vuitton louis Vuitton on the belt
Louis Vuitton on the shirt too
Run up on me get murked too
R kelly with that bitch, I may just go flirt
Ooh nintendo Switch
I switch like Nintendo pull up on him
Rhymes off of the mental
Explode like pop when you drop one Mento, aye
Bitch I'm dope, no antidote
Pull up on the scene with a chop, with a 44
Pull up with a 4-0
Hangin' out the four door
Dragon, like Komodo, pose like a photo
You already know doe audemar my wrist
Audemar wrist with the A-P
This so cold, run it back or replay me
Pull up on the scene, 4-4-4, Jay-Z
Hit a nigga with a combo, like pay me
Fuck you
Pull up on the scene like Imma buck you
Knuck if you buck, run up on me I buck too
Chopper on me and it cost like a buck or two
Heh, fuck you
Where you see yourself in two years?
Where I see myself in two years?
Shittin' on all my peers
The ones that wish that they were right here
A lot of shit changed since last year
I'm not the same nigga as last year
Last year was a broke year
But the next year I'll be the most here
Options
Got options, like what am I coppin'?
Where do I wanna go shoppin'?
Like you said, I got options
The money is stacked in my pocket
The money, yeah that is an option
The streets, that's not an option
I made a whole 'nother option
Freddy Krueger freddy Krueger
When I tote the Ruger it's a scary sight
Run up on me, nigga you could die tonight
I ain't never ever had stage fright
Hop up on the stage, then I take lives
Grab the mic, fresh to death
Gucci in the afterlife
I'm in the Ghost like the Poltergeist
Triple 9, still fuck the pastor's wife
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Thank God for the blessings
Woah, woah, woah, woah
In the cut totin' on a Smith & Wesson
I heard you're hungry
So my Glock got the munchies
It'll give your ass seconds
Do you wanna get shot or
Stabbed? Nigga it's a choice
It's a preference
Activis I just been sippin'
These niggas got a foot out or something
They trippin' you run up on me then
I'm ballin' like Scotty
That didn't rhyme
So guess I'm ballin' like Pippin aye, huh
Bitch I'm limpin' like I'm pimpin'
Bathing ape on me, I'm chimpin', uh
Niggas basic, bitches basic
Why you so fuckin' simple?

Light it up, light it up, yeah aye, aye, aye
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go shoutout to-
We in LA, chillin' with Juice
(Chilling with Juice) pop me a perc
(Pop me a what?) , it give me a boost
(It give me a boost) it give me
A boost (It give me a boost)
The drank got me loose, aye, ooh
Chopper kicking just like Bruce
(Like Bruce, like, yeah, yeah)
Bruce Lee, I be just wet like a jet-ski (Woo)
Nigga, broke niggas is my pet peeves, yuh
(Uh) yeah
All these broke niggas is my pet peeves
Don't take a lot to convince me
Cause these niggas too full of envy
Led like a pencil, no writing utensil
This off of the dope
This is off of the mental
I get the money, I stack it for sho' doe
Pull up on the scene
It's just me and my bro bros
Runnin' through the Six like
Drake with the woes
I'm in the paint like Shaquille O'Neal
You throw me the rock then I post
I got a chopper on me, no shield
Nigga I'm overexposed
Imma shoot it and then I reload
And these niggas they not on shit
(Doo, doo, doo, doo)
How do I know? I already know
Aye, I pass it to bro
You see he he finna score (yeah)
You already know that when he was plottin' I
Just threw an 'oop on the low (yeah)
You know that I catch it
Just like I catch a nigga in traffic (yeah)
Pull up on him with a Magnum
Then I pull up on his bitch with a Magnum
One is a gun and one is a condom
I guess a nigga got standards
Shit on that bitch all day like, "Goddamn
Juice WRLD don't got no manners"
What I say earlier? Fuck school
I was rolling weed in my planner
They don't want smoke with me
L-O-L, these niggas just a bunch
Of jokes to me really I'm rich as a bitch
And they broke to me
Just how it's supposed to be
Just how it's supposed to be
Standin' over that nigga, I'll shoot him
(Ah, freestyle) i'm in the cut, totin'
Yeah, I got my Ruger
These niggas ain't shit but
Some motherfuckin' hoes
And these hoes be leeches, thots, and cougars
I don't got time for it
I got my girlfriend and she spin
Me around like a whirlwind
See, me and her we money twirlin'
Imma throw her in the
Room while she twerkin' put in work, uh
Slip on me shit, like a serpent, uh
Snakes in the grass, fuck a serpent, uh
That nigga a whole different person
I see him lurkin', blaow!

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