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Juice Wrld – Want To Lyrics

Want To Lyrics
(Feat. Playboi Carti)


[Juice WRLD]
Uh, yeah, huh

[Juice WRLD]
What’s that belt? Hermes (Uh huh)
What’s that? New Patek (Uh huh)
What’s that? New lil b---- (Uh huh)
Get her super wet (Uh huh)
Threw that b---- a bone, bone (Uh huh)
Told that b---- to fetch (Uh huh)
Did it on my own, own (Uh huh)
That’s why they’re upset (Uh huh)
Uh, chopper on my hip
These n----- still toting a tech (Uh huh)
That’s gon’ jam up on you
You gon’ get shot in your neck (Uh huh)
My gun transform to a robot
Call that b---- a mech (Uh huh)
I ain’t drinkin’ tonight
Baby, I’m on Percocets (Uh huh)
One, two, beat her boyfriend a-- like one, two (Ya dig)
Her coochie taste good, soul food (Ya dig)
Don’t talk to me, I don’t know you (Ya dig)
You can follow me if you want to
You can swallow me if you want to
Tips hollow, and if you wanna die
Got it on me like f--- you (Grra, grra, grra)

[Juice WRLD]
Backwoods, dank rolled, big gas, bankroll
Chains ‘round my neck, feel like Django
But I’m not a slave, ho, you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag’, ho, Presidential gang, oh
Backwoods, dank rolled, big gas, bankroll
Chains ‘round my neck, no Django
‘Cause I’m not a slave, ho, you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag’, ho, Presidential gang, oh

[Playboi Carti]
Uh, don’t play with my slatt
Yeah, keepin’ that nine, huh, uh, double 0-9, yeah
She ain’t badder than mine, yeah, yeah, my b---- is a dime, yo
Can’t dress like this (Yeah, slatt)
Put a bag on a b---- (B----, yeah)
Put a bag on a nig’ (Yeah, yeah)
Got a bag full of bricks (Bricks, yeah)
Came in with a b---- (Yuh)
What you know about licks? (Know ‘bout licks)
She know my ex (Know my ex)
And I sound like S-- (Slatt)
My b---- complex, yeah, lil shawty the best (Uh, yeah)
I’m in the brand new McLaren (Slatt)
And the seats all red (Yeah)
I got some brand new TECs (Yeah)
We on some brand new red
Pushin’ this s--- real fast (Real fast)
Shawty gon’ f--- a model
F--- around, big, big bag (Bag)
Young rich n----, can’t dump him (Brr, ah)

[Juice WRLD]
Backwoods, dank rolled, big gas, bankroll
Chains ‘round my neck, feel like Django
But I’m not a slave, ho, you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag’, ho, Presidential gang, oh
Backwoods, dank rolled, big gas, bankroll
Chains ‘round my neck, no Django
‘Cause I’m not a slave, ho, but you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag’, ho, Presidential gang, oh


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