Arctic Tundra.mp3

Juice WRLD - Live a lie (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Nah, lean
Good drip, fuck-nigga, uh
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[Chorus]
Whoa, huh, cookin' with the pots all on the stove (Cookin' with them pots all on the, what? What?)
Wockhardt in my soda, take me home (Wockhardt in my soda, take me, lean, Whoa)
Twelve be tryna tap in on my phone (Twelve be tryna tap in on my, fuck twelve)
That's why me and my niggas speak in codes (Yeah, yeah)
Had a show up in Alaska, it was super cold (Brrr)
Bought a Moncler for it, I ain't even put it on (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Had a show up in Chicago, I'm back home (Chiraq)
Got the same old thots tryna blow up my phone (Bitch)


[Verse 1]
Like, "Can I get some tickets?" Bitch, no (Huh)
"Come and gеt your dick licked," bitch, no (Bitch)
"Juice WRLD, you trippin'," I know (Yeah)
Whеre was y'all when I had my back to the wall? (For real)
I done glowed up, pourin' fours up
In the 'Rari doin' doughnuts, yeah (Skrrt)
80K a show, 100K, I'll put a verse on there (Cha-ching)
Got my pole tucked, niggas slow up
Keep playin', you gon' die in here (Graah graah)
Amiri low-cut, cost four bucks
Young, rich nigga, I'm fly in here

[Chorus]
Whoa, huh, cookin' with the pots all on the stove (Cookin' with the pots all on the)
Wockhardt in my soda, take me home (Wockhardt in my soda)
Twelve be tryna tap in on my phone (Fuck twelve, bitch)
That's why me and my niggas speak in codes
Had a show up in Alaska, it was super cold (Yeah)
Bought a Moncler for it, I ain't even put it on (Ya dig?)
Had a show up in Chicago, I'm back home (Let's go)
Got the same old thots tryna blow up my phone (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
Them the same old thots from my old block (Ya dig?)
Choppa get to singing, shit like O' Block (Graah, graah, graah)
Three hundred in that round (Yeah, yeah), just like O' Block
But I be with No Limit, yeah, we got them poles tucked (Bah)
Swervo in a Bentley truck goin' brazy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Me, I'm in a Lamborghini on the daily (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Hollywood with a bunch of savages from Chi-town (Ya dig?)
Livin' lavish, couldn't do this shit in my town (At all)
Had to take off, had to go with my heart, its a pray or pay off
.40 take your face off, if you get in the way of the dreams I'm chasin'
Before I end this song, I'm sayin' R.I.P. to my bro (For real)
Those who had the AR, he used to let that bitch off (Graah, graah, graah)

[Chorus]
Whoa, huh, cookin' with the pots all on the stove (Cookin' with the pots all on the)
Wockhardt in my soda, take me home (Wockhardt in my soda, take me)
Twelve be tryna tap in on my phone (Twelve be tryna tap in on my, fuck twelve, bitch)
That's why me and my niggas speak in codes
Had a show up in Alaska, it was super cold (Yeah)
Bought a Moncler for it, I ain't even put it on (Ya dig?)
Had a show up in Chicago, I'm back home (Let's go)
Got the same old thots tryna blow up my phone (Let's go)

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