Copy of juice wrld unreleased

Rental

Sometimes

Outsiders

In The Air

Lyrics:
Bat in the night like Wayne, yuh  
With a mask on masquerade  
If the villains want smoke, won't hide, that's facts  
I'ma pierce 'em with a silver blade  

I'm throwing shuriken, batarangs, switch to the kunai metal blade  
Shurikens clash and clang, make his ass bleed the way the Kunai swang, yuh  

Opps cannot catch me, I'm far away  
Nascar, I'm drifting too far, whoa  
Rush hour, I'm on the clock, wait  
You cannot catch me, I'm gone  

Soar like a raven, I fly away  
Into the moon and the stars
His bitch wanna come with me, yah  
Shawty wanna come see the stars  

So I took his bitch out on a date, sike  
I don't do dates, fuck you thought?  
Mind on the money, on god, yeah  
Hoes only hold you back, nah  

Love is a trap, la di da, yah  
Fuck the first day, then goodbye  
I just flew out from Dubai  
Next stop Japan, it's the vibe  

D-Dirt on his ass, bitch, I'm gone, aye  
N***a won't catch up, he lost  
Nascar, I'm drifting too far, wait  
Rush hour, I'm on the clock  

Tokyo drift to the stars, wait  
Tokyo drift, I'm too far  
I'm with your bitch, Sakura, yuh  
Tokyo drift to the stars  

Everybody 'round me rally 'round  
This is the final round  
Are you up for the smoke?  
We racing 'round  
Dash through Osaka town  
Coming in first place, let's go, get down  
Vette with the wings this round  

Opposition took a L this round  
Took a L this round  
Lost in Kyoto with your broad  
Let's fade the temple shrines  

Now we're on aboard Hirosaki town  
Opposition all around  
Feels like Jackie Chan and Carter on a mission round  
P***y, we gonna put you down  
Ye, Kunai to yo’ neck, cling, pow  
Turn me up, rolling loud


Opps cannot catch me, I'm far away  
Nascar, I'm drifting too far, whoa  
Rush hour, I'm on the clock, wait  
You cannot catch me, I'm gone  

Soar like a raven, I fly away  
Into the moon and the stars  
His bih wanna come with me, yah  
Shawty wanna come see the stars  

So I took his bitch out on a date, sike  
I don't do dates, fuck you thought?  (yuh)
Mind on the money, on god, yah  (oh no-oo-woah)
Hoes only hold you back, nah  

Love is a trap, la di da, yah  
Fuck the first day, then goodbye  
I just flew out from Dubai  
Next stop Japan, it's the vibe  

Dirt on his ass, I'm gone, aye  
N***a won't catch up, he lost  
Nascar, I'm drifting too far, wait  
Rush hour, I'm on the clock  
Tokyo drift to the stars, wait  
Tokyo drift, I'm too far  
I'm with your bitch, Sakura, yuh  
Tokyo drift to the stars

rush hour [prod. 0hgeee]

Angel w Horns

Angel w Horns (feat. VHSP)

High Tide

Juice WRLD - Autograph V2

Counted Me Out

Stars

Stars [tyranno6]

Autograph V3 (Stem)

Biscotti In The Air

Porridge

time juice wrld

Should've Been Dropped

9 to 5

Stream

9 to 5 [808 Tec]

Sick

Sick [tyranno6]

https://youtu.be/Lec64loUT4A?si=9JXo7b7nR87oMU4b

Nothing Changed [Chego] (Music Video in Description)

Lyrics:

i was broke i ain’t had a lot
Now we shopping prada in the morning

It was summer 2022
I was broke I ain’t had a lot

Now im up 2025

And if i die lit this summer
Legend all year im the vibe
Summer oh yeah 25’
all star boy im the vibe
dripped in all black red like bacardi 
never outta style always live
made it through struggle now i thrive
on top flyer than the sky

how many racks can you count?
look at my haters they frown
how many racks can you count?
none your a fake & a clown 

cap bout the drugs that your on
you said your rapping for fun 
and where is your racks and dior 
it seems its just all a decor

now my bags are bout' a bill
lets have a fucking thrill
now hows it fucking feels?
im up like jack and jill
fake bitch mad as hell 
hater hows it feel?

you need to take a chill 
pi-pill pop a thrill
new-new wrist cuban link
she wanna marry me
ap golden ring
we had fun and link

i just hit 0hgeee
i said we rich as shit
he said what the fuck, we pulled up cashed a check
corvettes louis v's


all star boy you the vibe
this summer year 25
on top flyer than the sky
and if i die lit this summer 
boy the devil is a lie ill never die
living legend boy im the vibe
made it throught the struggle now i thrive

how many racks can you count?
look at my haters they frown
how many racks can you count?
none your a fake & a clown 

yuh 
i run it up this time
you ran it up for nothing
i ran it up this bag
you running yea nothing

you pussy boys just whack
all you pussy boys down low
yeah im fuck this bag up to the fucking roof
and she gotta minks she bold
shorty really want me bad
i just really want the gold
billionare ceo 
now i just spend these racks

Copy of juice wrld unreleased

Jack Fuerst