Juice WRLD — Going hard

[Intro] (Chris with the heat, bitch) [Chorus] I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card) I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card) [Verse 1] .40 on me I don’t need nobody gone Fuck that second place shit I’m takin’ charge You will get stopped like Dior that’s on god Oh La La or my gang or my squad oh my god I go hard That’s just how it is that’s just how we are that’s on god oh my god Yeah I go hard yeah that’s on god yeah I take charge yeah I will fuck your bitch (?) my front yard [Chorus] I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card) I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card) [Verse 2] If a nigga in our way he get killed That’s for real that’s for real Fuck how you feel it’s all about the dollar bills (?) might get locked up no I won’t (?) That’s for real I don’t remember what happened anyway I was (?) with the pills Sippin’ on the christoff Vvs up in my wrist oh Ballin’ hard like Chris ball You nigga funny tell me like Christoff [Chorus] I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card) I tell your ass apart, put that on the gang Yeah put that on the squad I put that on god I put that on god Imma get rich yeah Every goddamn day I’m going hard Pull your card (pull your card)