Juice WRLD — From the Bottom

[Intro] Oof [Verse 1] So much medicine in me, I'm like a pharmacy I stay at the W, you niggas at the DoubleTree Baby I'm just fuckin' you, you know you get no love from me Fuck nigga ran up (Yeah), thank God I had my gun on me I ain't gon' stop for nobody I don't love you, I just love on your body I kick that shit like I'm doin' karate Gun'll stretch you out, my choppa Pilates Fuck with my money, I catch me a body I'm in the studio, don't do parts Put your guns in the air nigga, let's get gnarly Suck me good, let's get naughty Bitch it's on, bitch it's poppin' Bitch it's crackin', bitch it's brackin' You niggas ain't 'bout that action My hand stay on my ratchet I grew up really trappin' Ran up the money, ran up the bag You niggas all in my way I'm in my prime, I'm in my bag None of you niggas are fuckin' with me Perc 3-0 to the face, uh Take another one in a minute, uh Put my dick in her face, uh She wanna have my son, I'm tempted, uh Look at the sauce, I'm drippin', uh I may take your bitch for a minute, uh Nigga, be realistic, uh She want a real nigga Kill Bill she'll kill for me, woah, woah Lil' Bill with the pills, I be so gone Choppa with extendos, uh, ain't no weave Bitch I'm poppin' Perkys, smokin' weed I'm servin' shit like an entrée, huh Three K on my wrist, that's an André Single ladies, stand up like Beyoncé Finger fuck forty-five for the foreplay You got your bitch somethin' off Zara I'm finna take my bitch to Dolce, for four days Hundred bands split four ways Nigga I'm on a roll I fuck that bitch up in Cali', pussy so good had to go get me some more My niggas still in the trenches, pull and kick doors, fuck nigga get on the floor I'm tryna get they ass out of the hood and into the good life You know I roll with the sinister gang, I feel like Suge Knight Choppa got a burn like incense Been a real nigga since I was an infant Tony Hawk on my grind, no trick tip Damn right, I'ma hit 'em with a kickflip Bad bitch and another fuckin' mistress Ooh, I love when I hit it Ooh, I love when I'm in it Ooh, she all in my mentions Huh, huh, huh, bitches all up in my mansion Uh-huh, flex, uh, I'm feelin' like I am Samson Huh, I'm hard, uh, my nigga harder than granite, uh I'm finna rule the planet, uh Nigga, it's Juice the planet [Interlude] Yeah, uh-huh, uh, yeah, oh Fuck that ho, yeah, wait, let it go, huh, yeah I do white, I do red, I do purple, huh, yeah I serve green, I serve brown, I serve yellow, huh, yeah [Verse 2] I remember in the trap I was whippin' bricks Jesse White with the work, I was flippin' it Want some smoke, then we get your ass cancer quick, man Choppa hit your chest, bullets cancerous, yeah Mama mad at me, I'm smokin' cancer sticks, yeah I'm a millionaire, mama deal with it, yeah Life is hard to swallow, take a pill with it, yeah Depression on my shoulder but I live with it, yeah I done came up from the bottom, yeah Magnum in my pocket, that's a gun and a condom, yeah Snakes in the grass, anaconda, yeah Feel like Drake or some' 'cause I started from the bottom, yeah