Juice WRLD — Opposition

[Intro] Chris with that heat, bitch [Chorus] I ain’t fuckin’ with the opposition Ain’t no competition If you hear me Come and get it Whippin’ in the kitchen I been stackin’ I been flippin’ Show you how I’m livin’ Look at my car Yeah Watch me push a button To no ceilings I go far Uh Fuck your bitch you know I’m off a hella Xanax bar Took this shit too far fucked her in the car I feel like a star Pull up on him .40 off I got powers like I’m Austin Bombin’ like I’m Boston I got powers like I’m Austin [Verse] Bitch you know I’m flyer than a pilot Run up on me don’t try it That .40 on me It’s fryin’ yeah Catch a vibe on that ho Are you willin’ to die for that ho? Are you willin’ to cry for that ho? Are you willin’ to lie for that ho? I spent 20k within a month Damn near spent that shit all on blunts Popped a couple percies yeah at once Revenge on my body Match it with givenchy Remember I was still wearin’ abercrombie Now I’m skatin’ on a new murakami Beat it up I’m so Ike when the times right These ain’t Cubans it’s a congas boy this real ice Pull up on you with that .40 That’s a real pipe If I kill you I’m gon look you a face real guy Yeah [Chorus] I ain’t fuckin’ with the opposition Ain’t no competition If you hear me Come and get it Whippin’ in the kitchen I been stackin’ I been flippin’ Show you how I’m livin’ Look at my car Yeah Watch me push a button To no ceilings I go far Uh Fuck your bitch you know I’m off a hella Xanax bar Took this shit too far fucked her in the car I feel like a star Pull up on him .40 off I got powers like I’m Austin Bombin’ like I’m Boston I got powers like I’m Austin