Juice WRLD — Porridge

[Intro] Yeah, it's early as fuck in the morning It's like some early-in-the-fuck– Like it's on some early ass music too Chopsquad Just waking up in like the 70's or something, yeah Ah, nah, nah, nah-nah Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah Oh [Chorus] Good morning Woke up smokin' gas in a foreign I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch And a savage Got a ratchet Let 'em have it Pull up without warning (Skrrrt) Sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah [Verse 1] Book a flight, she from out the country (Ayy) Bad lil' bitch, she from Paris bring me some Givenchy (Ayy) Cocaine got her fienin' (White), yeah, gas got me dreamin', yeah, yeah She call me everything except sober and single, yeah In the strip club I'm just tryna mingle, yeah Checkin' hoes lookin' at they ring finger, yeah Got my Gucci jacket out the dry-cleaners, yeah Gotta stay fresh, yeah, fresh to death, yeah (Ayy) Easy season, all four seasons Flex-finessin' all these women Bad bitch, fat ass, bad habits High fashion, fabric livin' lavish Smokin' gas I ain't never on "E" (Oh yeah) Outer space baby, yeah I'm outta your reach (Oh yeah) Ball like NBA baby, yeah I'm outta your league (Oh yeah) Fuck all night off a perky, don't get fatigued (Yeah yeah) [Chorus] Good morning Woke up smoking gas in a foreign I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch And a savage Got a ratchet Let 'em have it Pull up without warning (Skrrrt) Sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah [Verse 2] I'm in Cali, Moonrock get the Backwoods ready Bro got a .40, cock it back, aim it steady I do as I please, record deal under my feet She tryna play me, I play her like PS3 Game on, VVS put my chains on Hang on, lemme get rich and put the gang on Two phones, one for the women and one for the hoes Nowadays I could prolly fuck on the bad bitches back at home That wouldn't let me hit, now they let me hit, split Prolly fuck they friends, suck me for a quick fix Don't forget it 'til you, look like I hit a lick, you Love the way that she lick you, I bite like a pit, you [Chorus] Good morning Woke up smoking gas in a foreign I'm in Los Angeles with a bad bitch And a savage Got a ratchet Let 'em have it Pull up without warning (Skrrrt) Sunny day but them bullets make it stormy (Yeah) She gon' blow the whole team like porridge (Yeah) You got lean, whatchu waiting for? Pour it, yeah