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Juice Wrld - 911 (Lyrics)
Mika Isreal
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Demons in my head, yeah, they got me losing sleep
Perky up inside my body, this not for the weak
I got a mil inside my bank account right now, I ain't talkin' 'bout me
Heard you was talkin' bad about me
Pull up on the pussy and make both bleed
Somebody call 911 before I pull out my gun
If you see us, you better run, we don't tote these guns for fun
In the club, all these bitches throwin' ass
I'ma keep on throwin' hun's
Yeah, you keep on throwin' ones, hope you know you not the one
Pull up to the party, bitch, I'm geeked
Ten bad bitches throwin' ass on me
It's like the tenth time this week
I already know you wish you could be
More like me, hun'id on hun'id as far as I can see
I could buy you a house just on my feet, got designer all over me
Bitch, I'm livin' like a rockstar and I don't give two fucks
I don't, I'm just fuckin' bitches
And makin' music, countin' up this dough
I buy a new car just to go crash it
That's a feeling you'll never know
I'm whipping cars you'll never own
Ain't know you shit, ain't take a loan
Somebody call 911 before I pull out my gun
If you see us, you better run, we don't tote these guns for fun
In the club, all these bitches throwin' ass
I'ma keep on throwin' hun's
Yeah, you keep on throwin' ones, hope you know you not the one
You not the one, these niggas my sons
Nigga, get your bands up, stop begging for fun
These niggas doin' it for money while I'm doin' it for fun
Got a AP on me, one on one, they hate but I don't give a shit
Told Brody I give one of none
Ay, she do Xans, I pop Perkys
Drip through your intestines, got my Nina doin' surgery
911, this nigga dyin', it's an emergency
Shot him point blank and I got blood on my jeans
Gun him down like a redneck with a weapon
Nigga, we gon' hunt him down
If you talkin' big shit, then you gon' catch a couple rounds
Brody pulled up with a vest, but we hit above his brow
Smoke that pussy like a wood, like I'm chillin', rollin' loud (ay)
Diamonds on me like a chandelier
My gun fuck niggas, I think it's queer
I told you not to fuck with us, that nigga heard me loud and clear
I got some indigestion 'cause I'm steady shittin' on my peers
Pull up on that bitch, nigga, drive-by cavalier
Sippin' go codeine, man it fuck up my vision, AK-47, givin' decisions
I hit him from down the range, I got precision
We a militia, army enlisted
Ballin' harder than a motherfuckin' piston
My lil' tip turned into R. Kelly, Brody gon' be pissed
Demons in my head, yeah, they got me losing sleep
Perky up inside my body, this not for the weak
I got a mil inside my bank account right now, I ain't talkin' 'bout me
Heard you was talkin' bad about me
Pull up on the pussy and make both bleed
Somebody call 911 before I pull out my gun
If you see us, you better run, we don't tote these guns for fun
In the club, all these bitches throwin' ass
I'ma keep on throwin' hun's
Yeah, you keep on throwin' ones, hope you know you not the one (yuh)