Juice WRLD — Blind Fold So Low Studio Session

[Intro] Ayy, OZ, you a big dog now, you get to bark Wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low, and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 1] Usain Bolt, runnin' from that drama like a track meet (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) They think that they can but these hoes can't catch me up (Skrrt-skrrt) Back in the day, it was heartbreak, barely (Phew) Then I got cuffed up (What else?) Used to get sucked up (What else?) By these hoes, then they friends, then their mothers (Ya dig?) I was a homewreckin', cold motherfucker (Dig) Now I'm a sucker (Uh-huh) I'll probably take my girl to Europe for the summer On the other hand, my ex said she can't function Without me or my pills in her stomach (Uh-huh) I got advice for you (Uh-huh), if you want (Take it) You should die, but first you should vomit (Ugh, ugh) [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 2] I ain't come to talkin' with the arguin' Smoke that gas, that's that, farted Ballin' on my ex, I'm a spartan Army this the gang, that's the squadron Water molly, molly water Run up on me, better off it Told you that I'm not with the talkin' You gon' turn yourself into a target Backwood, roll up, I'm a smoker Roll it up, I smoke her L-O-L, I'm a joker Got the stock clip, I guess I'm a broker Yeah, uh, invest in your bitch like stocks Remember serving wet rocks Hid it in the tube socks Probably make you jaw lock Drag you up like locks I don't care about locks We'll pick it like locks Yeah, I be knockin' Fall sleep in my car, lean got me nauseous R.I.P to Speaker Knockerz, Knockerz All I care about is the money, Speaker Knockerz Uh, yeah, I got it Feel like a white kid with money, Andy Milonakis Bitch I ball like Michael Jordan You over there on the sidelines, lay up Craig Hodges Ain't shit to a boss, Gucci when I'm on a loft Codeine for the cuff Put the gang on, that's the first agenda Real ass nigga, but these others pretenders [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 3] I never get worked up, I just stay perced up You can't save us, you can't church us If I die, don't lie my name, you can merge us I get so high, I'm off of the Earth, bitch you can't hurt us I ain't got time for it, I'm rockin' Tom Ford Beggin' for money, I guess that I got a new dame for it Pull up on the scene, you know I be drivin' like fast forward Fuck that, uh, Tesla, I got a new Porsche Fuck that Porsche, I need a four door Hide that body in the trunk, huh, four more Pull up with that .44 Jay-Z with that shit, 4:44 Flip him 9-9-9, bitch I've been through the Hell I know it too well, I don't kiss and tell You need them packs, hit my jack, it's through the mail, ya dig? Real talk, ain't no foolin' around They saw me back at the crib, like what you doin' around I heard you play with guns, what you shootin' them now? [Mumbling] What you doin n-now What you doin'? Gettin' to the cake, always movin' .40 make 'em dance, got 'em groovin' Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, money gotta choose it I sip the booze then peruse on youtube, yeah I'm in Peru, with a bitch, in the stu', yeah Speakin' of hoes, hit my phone, I gotta few, yeah Damn, that bitch got me blue, yeah [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 4] Codeine cream, codeine in my cream soda, that's the cream Favorite color? Let me guess is it green? Favorite lean when I drink is the pink I like it darker, I'm in the water Make her disappear, huh, Harry Potter, huh I mean, you my son, I'm your father, huh, ayy Choppa on my hip, don't call no father, yeah This is murder, never heard of ya You a threat to who, Me? I ain't scared of ya' Stephen Curry, yeah, that's a .30, yeah Drive-thru, my VVS like a McFlurry, yeah Pull it out, I load it up, leave in a hurry, yeah Hit the club with a couple dubs Throw the dubs, strippers gettin' love I went to LA to make a mill', I made a few of 'em Momma told me cut out with the pills, then I took a few of 'em Toaster in my bag, it ain't for thrills Bake you like a new oven Niggas say they wanna catch the fade I'ma see you when I see you They ain't gon' do nothin', they ain't gon' do nothin' He be toolied up He ain't gon' shoot nothin' I be in the cut, listenin' to In The Cut Smokin' on the indica Diamonds like a crystal ball Versace on my, I got crystal draws Pull up with that, I'm gon' get it off I'm the man now, ay, let me talk the talk I could walk the walk This the talk of a boss Rock designer on the loft Like I said, codeine for the coke [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 5] Weed in my system, percs too Shots lay a nigga off like, he work too Pull up on the scene, who are you? Strip club, throwin' dubs, make the bitch twerk too Hurt me, I'ma make your heart hurt too You my son like my girlfriend, birthed you I'ma, hahaha, hurt you Clip hang out late, call that bitch curfew, yeah We gettin' high in here I touch the sky in here She don't like girls, fuck it She gon' go bi in here Fuck her then bye, get out of here She wanna ride, I'm on the road, I'm on the [?] That mean nothin' me They say that I'm [?] and I'm somethin' to see I make money while these others niggas make 'em believe You know that you always gon' be broke to me Niggas jokes, I know It's a [?] get exposed dumb ho You get [?] illuminati, with that shorty I take your soul, feel like a pirate If I'm bein' honest, I can take you gold Deebo, take yo' ho, drivin' like I stole Swerve, hit the curve But I won't say a word Police wanna chase, I can run forever I wish I had an infinity clip, I shoot my gun forever Hotel room lookin' like your whole house Snitchin' on yo' man, you a ho, mouse I'm just tryna see what you ho 'bout Not really, I just wanna feel the whole mouth Yeah, tryna take my old clout, yeah That clout I don't know 'bout Why you worried about my whereabouts The safety on this bitch, I don't know what the fuck you scared about I'm gon' binge drink 'cause I don't think I don't swim at all but I know that I won't sink This a new coat, this a new mink I got old money, it's a new me But I ain't change up, I'm still on the same stuff I still take the same pills, I still drink the same mud I still smoke the same bud I'm smokin' gas forever, you got still I'm smokin' gas forever, if you owe me money lil'- I'm on yo' ass forever, I'm on yo' ass forever, I chase the cash forever [Mumbling] I need a bitch, she gotta be bad forever Sometimes I feel like I'ma be sad forever [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold [Verse 6] I been sippin' 'Hardt again Balenciaga, I just lost my card again I'ma crack yo' bitch like a cardigan I ain't with that arguin' I ain' no dodge, I ain't dodgin', but I'm chargedin' Kick the door down, trap house, I'm bargin' in Army with the gang, that's some sergeant shit Gunner librarian, I silence it I don't need that half [?] I told you I need that whole shit Oh shit, he ain't comin' straight, leave him in that Frank Ocean Pull up on scene, pistol totin' Vibin' on the beat, yeah, I [?] Hoes really think that they can catch me up That shit crappy, yeah I'm too busy countin' up my dollars I don't want no, I don't want no problems, yeah And they don't want no problems with me like chance So I don't even know why these hoes tryna take a chance And dirty dance The nigga that made all of the bad hoes go dirty dance, just to be Dirty Dance Early to the money, never late Gotta get to it, never wait Wakin' up, my demons better shape Choppa knock 'em out, heavy way LA, sunny day, Chi-Town, snow shit Niggas on my phone 'bout some money and some old shit Never been a pimp so I don't got the time for the ho shit [Chorus] She wonder why my eyes so low and why I ride solo I tell her that I don't know, tell her that I don't know Always tryna call my phone, you not my girl, hoe She ask me why I love that bitch, 'cause she my world, hoe She don't get no reply no more, 'cause we don't vibe no more And we don't have no ties no more, don't have no ties no more So do I care about her? No, she could go die, hoe I don't really wanna see these hoes, my girl a blindfold