My own story Lyrics – Juice WRLD
Singer: Juice WRLD
Title: My own story
Eh, eh, ah, yeah
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
That’s how i live
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
n#gg#s gay they drop the soap they on they sus sh#t
I’m like 2Pac with the Juice, I’m on my thug sh#t
Sippin’ codeine in my cup, I love that mud b#tch
Got a bad b#tch but she still been through the mud with it
They got me on Fader
.40 wit a laser
That b#tch for the haters
Hatin’ on the paper
I don’t do the tasers
I don’t do the tasers
Tell my own story, n#gg# I’m a narrator
Ayy, she a trife wife, why you save her? Hm
I don’t got time, dealin’ with these haters, uh
Choppa makе you dance, make you percolatе up, huh
She gon’ suck me now, she gon’ twerk it later, huh
Good kush, put it in the Backwoods
Good poles, run up it’ll be no good, I know
She know my heart colder than the North Pole
So she know lovin’ me is a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
I ball, lost cause, lost cause
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
That’s how i live
Ay, no Netflix and chill, Netflix and pills
If you want it, come and get it
I come from the trenches ayy
n#gg#s thought that I was kiddin’ till I upped that Smith & ayy
I be beatin’ up the kitten when I’m f*cking b#tches ayy
I may f*ck your b#tch, dismiss ’em, I don’t even miss ’em ayy
You can smell us when we pullin’ up
Always smokin’ skunk, roll it up
You say you g#ngb#ng, throw it up
You don’t roll with us, you don’t roll with us
Superman I’m off that yoppa like a cake, n#gg#
Choppa on me light yo’ candles, f*ck yo’ cake n#gg#
F*ck that cake up, f*ck that cake up n#gg#
F*ck that b#tch, but I won’t wake up wit her
They got me on Fader
.40 wit a laser
That b#tch for the haters
Hatin’ on the paper
I don’t do the tasers
I don’t do the tasers
Tell my own story, n#gg# I’m a narrator
Ayy, she a trife wife, why you save her? Hm
I don’t got time, dealin’ with these haters, uh
Choppa make you dance, make you percolate up, huh
She gon’ suck me now, she gon’ twerk it later, huh
Rockstar, still from the streets
Miami, b#tch I got the heat
n#gg#s they ain’t really f*ckin’ wit me
.40 on me, bet it’s makin’ ’em bleed
F*ck his b#tch, and then I’m making her leave
Pull off ride like 10 speed
Told that b#tch to check her speed yeah
Pull up in that Regal, 45 Desert Eagle
Don’t f*ck wit’ you people, you know that I’m lethal
Pull up in that Regal, 45 Desert Eagle
Don’t f*ck wit’ you people, you know that I’m lethal
Good kush, put it in the Backwoods
Good poles, run up it’ll be no good, I know
She know my heart colder than the North Pole
So she know lovin’ me is a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
I ball, lost cause, lost cause
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