Back & Forth (Stumblin’) lyrics

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Perky got me stumblin'
Flippin' them racks, yeah, Jesse White tumblin'
Got that sack, and I ain't thinkin' 'bout fumblin'
Old n*ggas mad, sayin' that we mumblin'
n*gga, f*ck up out my face
I'm tryna get to the cake
I need a crib with a pool, f*ck that, I need a crib with a lake
Third eye on the Glock, watch out for the snakes
f*ck 12, f*ck 12, watch out for the jakes
Fake love, fake love, on the low they hate
These n*ggas ain't real, I know they fake
Better watch your step, better stay in your place, huh
Sorry, I been drippin' so hard as of lately
If I ever go broke, with the lick, ready
Sack chasing, just a young, shot-calling, blunt-blazing kid

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
She ask me if I'm high, b*tch, I'm blessed
f*ck her 'til her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f*ckin' with a n*gga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty & Juice WRLD]
Bought my bro a Corvette, it's no more Andrettis
Sharp like machetes, I just want the necky
Shawty tryna text, huh, blocked like Manute, huh
I don't wear suits, huh
Rich like a jew, but black like your church shoes
b*tch, who is you?
Me and Boat getting blessed up in a stu'
Last night, did a drive-by in a coupe
Twelve on my ass, so I had to get a new one, had to get a new one
Cash, count it up, put it in a bag
Takin' Perc's, now I'm finna scratch
Me and Boat racin' in a Lamb'
All them n*ggas gettin' mad, b*tch, you're not my dad

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
She ask me if I'm high, b*tch, I'm blessed
f*ck her 'til her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f*ckin' with a n*gga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti

[Open Verse]
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
She ask me if I'm high, b*tch, I'm blessed
f*ck her 'til her eyes roll back, she possessed
Breaking Bad money like I'm selling crystal meth
Baby girl was black and white, like the shirt of a ref'
Let me put all those opinions that you heard all to rest
f*ckin' with a n*gga like me, you'll be obsessed
I'm young, but I'm ready
Dancin' like Diddy, gettin' sucked like spaghetti