Juice WRLD — Telepathy Pt. 2

[Intro] (Enviyon On the Mix) Yeah Yay Yay Yay Uh Aha I get the head, I get the head telepathy Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] All of these niggas be bitches I get it Versace all over my lenses Fuck up that fuck up and fuck competition Be happy I'm fuckin' yo bitches Stackin' my gualla Hand on my choppa Y'all niggas don't want no problem Ever since I can remember, chasin' them dollars Bitch I've been poppin' my collar, hey What, bitch I been gettin' my cake up Fuck that lil' bitch I don't lay up Ball in that bitch like a layup Talkin' that shit till' I show up Bitch nigga you do not know us Just got through fuckin' on four sluts Yeah, count em' four sluts Yeah, count em' Hold on wait pause, yo bitch she all over my balls You kissin' that bitch you in love My dick was all up in her jaw Hit her knees she hit her knees I thought she was prayin' to God (My guy) I fuck that bitch like Hercules I'm fuckin' your girl super hard [Chorus] Yuh I let that breathe I let that breathe I let that breathe I get that head I get that head telepathy, yay Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, whoo, ayy [Verse 2] I'm back in this bitch She suckin' my dick She swallow my kids I'm gone VVS on my wrist 100 my clip Mercedes all over my car I'm just tryin' to get rich To walk up to a bitch and she already know who we are My bitch Cuban just like my cigar I move slow when I pop me a bar I turn your mom to a whore I fuck her while you doin' chores I'm rockin' Dior Talk crazy I'm kickin' your door That .40 put you to the floor Epic kind of war Bitch I'ma handle my business If it ain't about money you trippin' Told that bitch I don't talk it I live it I've been ballin' I'm off of my pivot [Chorus] Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay I get that head I get that head telepathy Yay Don't give a fuck what none these haters tellin' me ayy Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay I get that head I get that head telepathy Don't give a fuck what none these haters tellin' me ayy [Verse 3] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy 500 for a feature (Right?) Fuck school and a teacher (Right?) Getting head by the bleachers (Right?) I don't fuck with you neither (Right) Bathing Ape on my sweater You get her wet I get her wetter You talkin' stupid till' I pull up on you with a bullet Now I got em' jetted Niggas thinkin' that they cool, huh All of my niggas be mean, huh Shirt sayin' that supreme, huh I got xan with the lean I've been mixin' up the xannys Talkin' stupid got your bitch she droppin' panties Feel like Drizzy when I rap I swear to God I Just need a fuckin' Grammy What? What? Yo bitch on her knees again R. Kelly I'm fuckin that bitch wait I'm starting to pee again Hey, my wrist, yo bitch, they cold Hey, my cash, that Benjamin Franklin be old I'm sick like I caught me a cold You run up I shoot at yo nose I'm fuckin' yo bitch super bold I'm fuckin' yo bitch then I'm gone That bitch on my dick, that bitch on my dick I fuck her she know what I'm on [Outro] Hold up Hold up Hold up That bitch on my dick, that bitch on my dick I fuck her she know what I'm on Yeah yeah All that good shit I could fuck your mom type shit Ha ha ha Uh I don't even really know what to say bro, but I could fuck your bitch dude Yay