Juice WRLD — NLMB Oh Dear

[Intro] Uh, bitch I'm, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Yeah (Uh-huh-huh) Yeah (Uh-huh-huh) Yeah (Uh-huh-huh) I just popped a thirty, bitch You heard it (Uh-huh-huh) A-215 [Verse 1] All I know is rockstar and murder shit, yeah Kill a cop and take the confiscated Actavis, yeah Catch an opp and show his son what a bastard is, yeah Give me head, baby, I'm your new psychiatrist, yeah (Let's go) Tryna beef with No Limit, show you what a riot is, yeah Just bought a suppressor for this Glock, let's do a silent hit, yeah Bustin' off these Percs, I'm high, I'm where Orion is, yeah I used to sell that work, I had your momma buyin' it, yeah This off the top of the dizzome Nigga, I don't ever be rippin' no written, yeah I got my hand on the chrizzome I don't got time to be fightin' no nigga, yeah Touch down, I'm in the end zone 15K on a Saint Laurent fur coat Bad lil' bitch say she from Merlot No, you can't try on my fur coat [Verse 2] I'ma fuck her friend, I'ma wreck her friend, yeah, yeah I'm Nelly with this gun, bitch, it's gettin' hot in here R. Kelly to these rappers, niggas catchin' piss in here I shot him in front of his bitch, she was screamin' out, "Oh dear" Baby, your nigga a deer in my headlights DaBaby said it best, "Bitch, I'm a boss, feel like Suge Knight" Take money from these white folks, then I take a nigga life If he get in the way of the cash, then that nigga finna die I may hit a kickback to catch a vibe, oh, yeah But if they try me in that bitch, I'm uppin' the fire, oh, yeah Rick James, Glock fire and desire in here Bitch, I'm Rick James, I'm gettin' higher and higher in here Do this for the gang, we ain't sellin' crack this year Yes, I mean brack, I can hear the slimes in my ear [Interlude] Slatt, slatt, slatt, shout out all my slatts I got the rap game in a motherfuckin' headlock, bro My album went number one album in weeks, folk Just told the motherfucker, "Suck my dick" to the whole world Suck my dick, like suck it Like, don't be afraid to suck it, you know what I'm sayin'? I know it's big or whatever, just put it, put in your mouth and suck it [Verse 3] Perc just kicked in, bitch, I feel right 'Bout to do a wheelie down the street on my dirt bike My nigga Max don't believe I'm poppin' wheelies, alright I'ma Meek Mill the shit out this bitch for the one time (Skrrt) Speed racer on the KTM, yeah (Oh yeah) Two-fifty CCs, somebody come raise my RPMs I'ma tell you what I'ma do to my opps when I meet them I know you heard the name (Grraa), so I'm gon' make them meet him Fuck the opps, bitch, this song called No Limit Oh dear, bitch, the end is near Extended on my Glock, if I was in Africa I would have extended spears, yeah Y'all don't want no smoke, y'all don't want the cancer here My nigga Kyro wanna box, I'ma Mike Tyson him [Outro] I got the rap game on motherfuckin' lock This shit too motherfuckin' easy Death Race for Love doin' fuckin' crazy, brazy ass numbers Kyro, I know, when you hear this, bro (Hadouken) Just know I got the paws for your ass Nigga, left-right, left-right, left-right, nigga Mayweather, Pacquiao Uh, uh, uh, what's the niggas name? Cassius Clay, all that shit, nigga, hahaha Perc bussin', bitch