Juice WRLD — Horrible

[Verse 1] I'm sippin' on red, damn it, I'm a leaner She say that I'm mean, wait until I turn meaner Pull up on the scene, .40 on me with a beam (Yeah) You ain't no hard nigga, you a misdemeanor, I'm a felony Fuck that bitch from heaven her name Angel, pussy heavenly I be so damn groovy off this molly like the '70s I'm at double G with it, you shopping at the Dollar Tree I'ma keep it G with it, these other niggas wannabes [Chorus] Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it Ain't no one-on-ones, bitch I got the team with me No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it Ain't no one on ones, bitch I got the team with me No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt [Verse 2] Oh-oh-oh Take a deuce to the face, got a nigga slow Kids, don't do drugs, they're horrible Yeah, but if you gon' do 'em, you better go do 'em Oh-oh-oh Bullet holes to his face, take away his soul Fuck niggas on my nerves, I feel horrible Yeah, so I'ma go shoot 'em and put a few through 'em (Oh) [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it Ain't no one-on-ones, bitch I got the team with me No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it I ain't gon' buy a gun if it don't got a beam with it Ain't no one on ones, bitch I got the team with me No joke, fuck a pun, pill pop, fuck a blunt