Juice WRLD — Singalong

[Chorus] I say hold on, can't fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Can't sing my shit, no singalong, ay I'ma fuck her all night long I'ma beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet, thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom, leave the towels alone [Verse 1] Ayy, a real nigga, a dope dealer Try me, you get disfigured Codeine chugger, I don't really sip liquor Triple K on the shit, I don't like niggas Mini-AK in the whip, I don't fight niggas Feel like Ray J with his bitch, hit it first nigga Maybe R. Kelly with the words, I'ma flirt with her Then piss on you and your friends I'ma buy you a Birkin so you can share the purse with her No xans, I'm the master of Percs nigga Being the boss has it's curses and perks with it I'm on them pills when we fuck, I'm berserk with it Put the pussy on a platter, like I ate dessert with it New fit, Versace, Hermès, expensive My hand is under her dress, I feel it Her hand goin' through my dreads She said she feel Devil horns on my head Kill the matador 'cause all the bullshit is dead Attaboy, don't go tellin' to the feds Parkour, pills do flips in my head Fell in love with her like I fell for the meds [Chorus] I say hold on, can't fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Can't sing my shit, no singalong, ay I'ma fuck her all night long I'ma beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet, thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom, leave the towels alone [Verse 2] I know I'm the shit, leave my bowels on 'all Shit, Gucci and Prada and Louis Vuitton I'm outta yo' league, bitch I feel like LeBron Throw it off of the backboard, dunk on your mom Spent 150k just because Elliot help me spend that on my watch I'm paranoid, so I got me a Glock Need me a Draco, the Glock not enough Every day I wake up spendin a lot So much money, I can't help but floss My lil' shorty, almost hit the road She told me I gotta work on my flaws Sing this all day long Serenade yo' bitch, I play the guitar Interrogate yo' bitch, my dick in her jaw You asking her questions about her night out [Chorus] I say hold on, can't fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Can't sing my shit, no singalong, ay I'ma fuck her all night long I'ma beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet, thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom, leave the towels alone