no, no, noNo-no, no, no, noNo, no, no, still

Juice do anything in my power to see you

see eyes, in the hillsNeed a cabinet, filled with pillsNeed

Juice WRLD & uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (Daytrip

OZ, you a big dog now, you get to barkWonder

you made this beat? Dang!)I'm a ball-a-holic, don’t know what

MafiaATL been gettin' cash, fuck the bitchesStay in my

up with a stick, I pull up with a

on the beat, hoSippin', good drip, y'know?I think pour'd like

relocate himOven on me, I bake himDon't wanna move out

am i at? i'm in paradise i'm actually facetimin', not

the lean, leanPass the lean pleaseUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huhWoah, yeah, uh-huhWoah,

ohOh, oh, ohI took a little bit, want to

on my codeine, yeah, bitchPuffin' like Norman, yeah, bitch (Oh

rich as they came up on a couple hundred

Mafia)(ATL in London with my slattsI ain't see this

I confideI confideMy lipsMy lips to your lipsMy, lips

through the midnight hoursRunning from my fears, shit I feel

Juice WRLD & Lil no, no, no, no, no,

mom and dad or mom or dad a good parent