Ruthless lyrics
by Juice WRLD
[Intro]
(r-r-r-r-reaper on the beat)
.40 aimin', leave 'em brainless
Tote my stainless, f*ck is you sayin'?
I'ma dye my hair blonde, Super Saiyan
Ruthless with this gun, shoot it, slayin'
[Chorus]
.40 aimin', leave 'em brainless
Tote my stainless, f*ck is you sayin'?
I'ma dye my hair blonde, Super Saiyan
Ruthless with this gun, shoot it, slayin'
Sprayin', leave 'em on the pavement
Jackie Chan kush, b*tch, I'm feeling like an Asian
Asian persuasion
Run up, then I'm blazing
In this f*cking Bathing Ape blazer, amazing
I'm up in that new thang
Feeling like I'm Bruce Wayne
Kickin' sh*t like Liu Kang
Sicker than some flu game
Jordan on me, flu game, n*gga
Sixty points on 'em on that flu game, n*gga
Look at the way that I do thangs
[Verse 1]
I'm with my clan like Wu-Tang, every day we hustling
Want a Lamborghini, remember dreamin' about a Mustang
Now I'm 'bout my next thang
Now I'm 'bout my next thang
Blue face in my pocket, I ain't worried 'bout no chump change
I can hit your block and then I turn it to a gun range
Call of Duty closet, boy, that sh*t look like a gun game
I just had to dread my hair because I couldn't maintain
Now a n*gga wildin', feeling like a rasta
Choppa like guitar, get to strummin' like a rockstar
I'm sipping lean out the cup, I'm such a Wockstar
I put this .40 to your head and then I pop it
I'm so violent, chopper with a silence
Optimus Primin'
Transform on your ho to f*ck her for perfect timing
Rollie change colors like the climate
Diamonds on my neck, best believe them b*tches shining
[Chorus]
.40 aimin', leave 'em brainless
Tote my stainless, f*ck is you sayin'?
I'ma dye my hair blonde, Super Saiyan
Ruthless with this gun, shoot it, slayin'
Sprayin', leave 'em on the pavement
Jackie Chan kush, b*tch, I'm feeling like an Asian
Asian persuasion
Run up, then I'm blazing
In this f*cking Bathing Ape blazer, amazing
I'm up in that new thang
Feeling like I'm Bruce Wayne
Kickin' sh*t like Liu Kang
Sicker than some flu game
Jordan on me, flu game, n*gga
Sixty points on 'em on that flu game, n*gga
Look at the way that I do thangs
[Verse 2]
I left my chains at the hotel I hate jewelry
I wear it so i can participate in the foolery
You got a problem with me ? Ima pull up with a chopper
I'll shoot you and your father, put an end to your eulogy (uh)
Clip hold a 100 kinda like a centipede
21 left in this Glock, I'll shoot it out the century
Im schooling n*ggas like this f*cking elementary
Prolly f*cking these b*tches and f*cking em up mentally