Wraith Freestyle Lyrics

Juice WRLD

Non-album songs

Lyrics to Wraith Freestyle
Na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Yeah, brand new cars, brand new drugs
Brand new [?], brand new plug
Same old nigga, just brand new [?]
I've been gettin' high as a bitch, so what?
50 for a [?], uh, if I show up
100 for a parents I don't gotta show up
I remember I was broke then I blow up
Now I feel like Makonnen in the club, go up
Perky with the cup
[?], I feel it in my [?]
Try me if you wanna, yeah, they be in the cut
Choppa kinda hungry, it make eat you up, ayy
Xans, Robitussin, couldn't get enough, ayy
Mix it with the [?] then I sip it up, ayy
Now I'm high as fuck, oh
[?]
Pull up with the choppa, click-clack, baow-baow, ayy
It's my [?]
[?]
Pull up on 'em [?]
All these ices up on my wrist, I swear it's like a avalanche
Feel like 50 Cent like [?] candy man
Thеy be hating, niggas basic
You [?], you don't got no home training
Pull up on the scеne, lil' bro [?]
He look like James Bond 007 that way he aimin'
Leave a nigga brainless [?]
A presidential hair, a presidential Rollie [?]
She was in my bed, givin' head
[?]
I'm gon' get this cash up, invest in a bank
You [?]
I know [?] what would I have
Pull up on their ass
Choppa like a [?], it pull up in [?]
I don't need no mask
I [?]
Time travel, yeah, I'm from the future in the past
Ballin' hard like Steve Nash
Bitch I get cash
That's a big gauge, grrah, grrah, grrah, get back
[Verse 2]
[?]
Bitch I'm too rare
Don't brand new friends 'cause, bitch, I don't care
Pull up in the [?] and they stopin' and stare
I'm gon' get this cash, try to take it, don't dare
I be with them gods that would kill for me
I be with them gods that would drill for me
We don't got time for no feelings
I'm too busy countin' up my [?]
Louis V backpack, master Louis jacket
Lost my father, I'm a rich [?]
Nigga [?]
I'ma get this cash
And these niggas playin', catch up, far too ahead, yeah
You can't get it, got a [?] like some dreads
I was in the kitchen whippin', rollin' off them [?]
All these niggas snitching, bitches tellin' to the fans
I ain't really talk about no Rainbow head
[?]
Brand new Ferrari, that shit [?]
[?]
Lil' bitch, I'm from Chicago, toting bullets [?]
Remember I was servin' work like a [?]
Now I got these VVS's on me, Ice [?]
I'm a money makin' motherfucker
That mean I make money then I put dick up in your mother
I've been ballin' like Iman Shumpert
Kobe Bryant really shootin threes just for comfort
And that night, time I turn to a monster
Killin' all these beats, bitch, I feel like a Jeffrey Dahmer
[?], shorty like a [?]
Fly without trying so my [?] it's like a cockpit
They try to judging, nigga, you ain't Johnny [?]
I promise [?]
I got powers like my [?]
Runnin' while I'm [?] in Boston
Try me, I'ma pull up to your [?]
[?] kill you, call me [?]
Dead homies in the blunt [?]
[?] Rosa Park, yeah
Try me if you want, bitch, I'm a martian
That mean I got a laser with a motherfuckin' target
I'ma take you [?]
Then take yo' bitch out on the day [?] guardians
Try me if you want, I'm goin' hard
And that mean I'm like a Rocky, I take off like a Rocky
[Verse 3]
I've been catchin' vibes all night
Go to Japan, it's a long flight
That nigga try to run in my house
What I mean? Boy you take the wrong right
I've been ballin' hard all night
Go to Japan, nigga, that's a long flight
Go to Japan just to get some Off-White
Shot at yo' mans 'cause he [?]
Me and CHASETHEMONEY finna chase the money
Even on them rainy days, it wasn't all days are sunny
All these niggas broke as a jock, they be really bummy
VVS on our vrists we used to be scummy, ayy
Now a nigga too rich like a couple [?], Bitch, I'm too lit
Too legit, too quick, nigga, yeah, I'm too real
Speak in a [?], I took 2 pills, ayy
Fuck yo' percs, I'm poppin' on a [?]
Pull up on the scene and it's just me
On the [?]
[?]
Like a [?] I'm 'bout to drop niggas
I've been sippin' lean, I speak in [?]
RIP to [?] Speaker Knockers nigga
Remember [?]
Hands all over my socks nigga
Then I got richer and my nuts bigger
[Verse 4]
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