Pull Up In The Range (Conjuring) [Original] lyrics

by

Juice WRLD


[Intro]
Eating confident
b*tch,  you ain't hotter than me
You  a condiment

[Verse]
Sprinkle the money on that b*tch ass like a condiment
I done got to the bag, you still tryna figure out who your father is
I  ain't need my dad I still got cash, yeah for me, that's common sense
Pulling  up in that Ghost, skrrt, (Huh), just like The Conjuring
Nowadays, I get too high, it feels like that I won't die
Spread  my wings, and I'm gon' fly, f*ck n*gga it's go time, uh
Raw when I hit it, I like my beats raw when I hit it (Uh, uh)
I hit that b*tch raw when I hit it (Uh)
I'ma put in her jaw for a minute (Uh)
She  got good head, told her, "Come Harvard a n*gga" (Uh)
Good top come barber, a n*gga (Uh)
Bomb pus*y, Pearl Harbor a n*gga (Uh)
But there ain't no charging a n*gga (Uh)
I don't pay for the pus*y, I get it (Uh)
Like my di*k on ice, she slipping (Uh)
Ike Turner, I beat up the kitten (Uh)
Kicked her out and told her, "Good riddance" (Uh)
She gon' miss me when I'm gone (Uh)
I just be Drizzyin' b*tches (Uh)
Nothing Was the Same that ho (Uh)
[Chorus]
Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh)
Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh)
Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh)
Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh)
Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh)
Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh)
Pull up in a Range that's Rove' (Uh huh)
Lean just touched down, let's go (Uh huh)
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