Pints lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
I might buy that Wraith in the mornin' just so I could race
Put diamonds on my neck, they tight, like a neck brace
Ayy baby, uh, go 'head, tell me how my di*k taste
Yeah, Thought he was real, turn out he pus*y, he got a sex change, yeah

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Ten pints, I need drank, I need percs, I can't think
Used to be broke, made it work, whippin' that work over the sink
I was too scared of the white police to do a heist or rob a bank
Resorted to robbin' my own kind, junkies blowin' up my phone line
Ten-Ten-Ten pints, I need drank, I need percs, I can't think
Used to be broke, made it work, whippin' that work over the sink
I was too scared of the white police to do a heist or rob a bank
Resorted to robbin' my own kind, junkies blowin' up my phone line

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
I just came, she clean it up like Billy Mays, ha, ha
She got lockjaw, I put my di*k all in her face, ha, ha
Her pus*y hurt, might need a Band-Aid, I'm pus*y bandit, yuh, yuh
Don't kill my vibe, lil b*tch, why are you tripping? Makin' me frantic, yeah, ayy
Uno, dos, tres, huh, b*tches givin' neck, uh
If it's for a check, uh, I might break a sweat, uh
Like I'm Boonk, yeah, tune, yeah
I might leave you mad as f*ck, oh true, ouu
These f*ck n*ggas hittin' like they saying "ayy"
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Black diamonds on my neck, they got pigment (they got pigment)
Kiss me, kiss me, made girl ride my di*k like a 10 speed (like a 10 speed)
Doin' well, got a proud family, b*tch I'm sticky (b*tch I'm sticky)
I'm the captain, so I'm never sayin' "Pick me"
I told her talk with her eyes (Talk with your eyes)
I told her walk with her tounge, I can't walk with my feet (I can't)
'Cause I paid 3k just right for my sneaks
Drive Bentley truck but no Jeep (Damn)
My Bentley
My Bentley don't come with keys, Your Jeep, it came with the keys (Yeah)
You know that I had to leave, you know I'm only a tease

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
You know I'm on the phone with plug
All of these hoes they dumb
All of these n*ggas they dumb
We shootin' the sh*t in the club
Trickin' your b*tch, throwin' some cash I'm throwin'
Trickin' your b*tch
All in the show, know I'm rockin' the show
Call up the pole 'cause you a lil' ho
f*ckin' your b*tch, I kick her out the door
Yeah, hit a lil b*tch with the stick
Stick (yeah)
Hit a lil b*tch with the bag
I don't give a f*ck about the bag
I just go lean on the track
[Verse 4: Juice WRLD]
I might buy that Wraith in the mornin' just so I could race
Straight baguettes chokin' my neck like a neck brace, yeah
They droolin' over my last watch, wait until my next thing, yeah
Thought he was real, turn out he pus*y, he got a sex change, yeah

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Ten pints, I need drank, I need percs, I can't think
Used to be broke, made it work, whippin' that work over the sink
I was too scared of the white police to do a heist or rob a bank
Resorted to robbin' my own kind, junkies blowin' up my phone line
Ten-Ten-Ten pints, I need drank, I need percs, I can't think
Used to be broke, made it work, whippin' that work over the sink
I was too scared of the white police to do a heist or rob a bank
Resorted to robbin' my own kind, junkies blowin' up my phone line

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
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