Juice WRLD — From Afar

[Intro] (I put Margielas, Chanel, on a irrelevant bitches) (Hit her to tell on me, I ain't do nothin') [Chorus] Shorty be watchin' me, watchin' her from afar Lace up the Margielas and walk through her heart Bought a Rolls-Royce truck, let's fuck in my car Hope you realize that you stuck in my arms Ball out for you, a point guard Both our passes left us too scarred We were in car crashes, racin' through hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 1] Pour the codeine bottle out 'til it's empty Sip too much lean, I'm startin' to feel empty I'ma do my thing, purple, not green Blue face king, hundreds to the ceiling Bullets hit your chest like kong, not king Smoke until I look Hong Kong, chong, ching, Bruce Lee So much ice on my wrist dawg, like an injury Niggas thought they had to cut it off, no surgery Niggas ain't know shit, dawg Used to bark on the block, now a nigga rich, dawg Me and bro run around, lookin' for a lick, dawg This is it, get stitched up for the bricks, had to Lilo it [Chorus] Shorty be watchin' me, watchin' her from afar Lace up the Margielas and walk through her heart Bought a Rolls-Royce truck, let's fuck in my car Hope you realize that you stuck in my arms Ball out for you, a point guard Both our passes left us too scarred We were in car crashes, racin' through hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2] Pockets on dummy, so is my heart Guess I'm a target, so is my heart Cupid shot me everywhere, don't know where to start It wasn't Cupid, it was Satan tryna to play his part But I disregard, baby For you, I go hard, baby For you, I will march a million yards, baby Ain't fallin' apart, baby I put you in charge of rollin' the gas, baby And doin' the dash, baby You ride me so fast, like an S-Class Mercedes Look at the love and the money I'm makin' I put Margielas, Chanel, on a irrelevant bitches Hit her to tell on me, I ain't do nothin' I ain't do nothin', I'm changing the subject It's back to this money, I'm keepin' it comin' [Chorus] Shorty be watchin' me, watchin' her from afar Lace up the Margielas and walk through her heart Bought a Rolls-Royce truck, let's fuck in my car Hope you realize that you stuck in my arms Ball out for you, a point guard Both our passes left us too scarred We were in car crashes, racin' through hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh