Freestyle on Insta Live lyrics
by Juice WRLD
[Intro]
Ayy, I was finna freestyle for y'all but she say I gotta go
Ayy, what?
[Verse]
I'm finna rap for a minute, that .40 on me, I'ma blast when I'm in it, uh
I shoot a movie like Bennett, these n*ggas be fake, why these n*ggas pretending, ooh?
Pull up on me, then I kill 'em, my UFC Glock'll put 'em in submission, ooh
I don't roll with the pus*y at all, I be beatin' up the kittin', ooh
Look at the way that I switch up, uh
Codeine, maybe some liquor, ooh
My di*k all in your b*tches, ooh
She all on my britches, ooh
I had to burn them bridges, ooh, huh
Stand up for whats right, I feel like Ruby Bridges, ooh, yeah, uh
I'm on my own sh*t, out the freezer, on the cold sh*t
Run up on me, that sh*t over with
You get cranked, like Soulja did
Doin' b*tches like homework
.40 on me, that's a boner
I was broke sellin' mo' work
I was broke sellin' mo' work
No time for the homework
Now a n*gga up-next
n*ggas uptight like rough sex
Pull up on a scene get, white b*tch from white head n*gga that's rough neck
Try if you wanna, you get smoked like a blunt, marijuana
All my n*ggas gettin' all of the money
I feel like I am a percocet zombie, ooh
n*ggas want beef with me, but see, we not equally, huh, uh
These n*ggas fail to see, I send 'em to Hell for free
These b*tches they hail for me, they goin' through hell for me, ooh
I know a b*tch that do voodoo in Florida, she cast a spell for me, ooh
Damn, ain't that the realest?
She got the broomstick and all, you thought I was kiddin', ooh?
f*ck out your feelings, I'm gettin' money, these n*ggas be trippin'
These n*ggas dyin' to live, I may just die from livin', ooh
Hahaha