Juice WRLD — You Or I No Jumper Freestyle

Yeah, bro Uh huh, uh Uh huh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, uh Na na na, na na na na Whatcha say? Too many pills, got me hyperventilating I was up in Hell, tryna dance up with Satan, uh That bitch gone, so I need a replacement Jackie Chan my backwood, that's just how I'm blazing Rush hours, fuck that bitch on rush hour I get high I rush out, ay Make it snow for her, I give her coke showers Ay, fuck that bitch inside the hotel showers Damn bro, it's gon' stop Feel like 21, issa knife, huh, ay Bust a left, I got drunk and took a right I'm so high, you fuck with me, I'll take your wife And then take your life, bring you back to fuck her twice, ay I'm in the cut, oh, yeah She wanna fuck, oh, yeah That lil' bitch cut throat, yeah She gave me deep throat, yeah Stitch like Lilo, combination no cheat code, yeah I got the G-code, gun gon' sing on Glee mode, yeah G.I. Joe, all these snakes Seen them through my eyes If I drive, off this bridge Is it suicide? Who gon’ jump first baby, uh, you or I Who gon’ die first baby, and get scrutinized, huh, ay I feel like a wizard, so you know they burn me at the stock That's just how they feelin' Pull up on 'em, shoot 'em with the Glock I need time like tick, tock She on my dick, bitch, get off R. Kelly wouldn't get pissed off New flow, money old as fuck just like the group home One ho', switch up for another now it's two hoes A few hoes, they gotta lap up when we get in that two door For sure though, she gon' pose like an IG photo, I know bro I just bought a .40 with a dick pause, no homo Supreme, I'm not no hypebeast but it's boxed on my logo If you want it, we got it Juiced up, with the Pac shit Run up on me, get popped quick Sippin' first [?]