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Cool
Yeah, you good?
Yeah

Under the bad, bad moon tonight
Oh baby, is it just me?
Or is it something in the air we breathe?
‘Cause I’m feeling dizzy, dizzy, I
How was the party? Was it treating you right?
I wish that I could be there but I’m
Under the bad, bad moon tonight
Baby, can you help me?

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Too much in my head, I shoulda seen the bad sides
I wanna tell you everything will be fine
But I’m afraid that it’s a waste of your time
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

Hey!
Oh
Oh
Hey!
Oh

We’re in the [?] age of time
Baby, can I ask you?
How do you fit it all in your mind?
‘Cause I can’t seem to
Yeah, they keep dancing to it on and on
But they don’t understand the song
Under the bad, bad moon tonight
I just need to come clean

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Too much in my head, I shoulda seen the bad sides
I wanna tell you everything will be fine
But I’m afraid that it’s a waste of your time
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

Hey!
Woo!
Hey!
Trapped in a blur
Hey!
Trapped in a blur
Oh
Oh
Hey!
Oh
Woah

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

[Intro: Future & Juice WRLD]
The world on drugs
Ten (yeah) thousand dollar plates
Thousand dollar plates
Thousand dollar plates, fine china
Shawty like a
Shawty like a

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Going insane, feel you pickin’ up and movin’ things inside my brain
I know I don’t have to argue about everything
But we don’t have the same soul
[?] we got a bigger bankroll
Tell me that you love me, baby, say it again
Repeat it over and over until it’s in my brain
Picked up the drugs so I let my brain
[?] but I’m selfish about my Percs, oh

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Verse 2: Future]
I’m so crazy about mine
I’m goin’ to Pluto with my girl
I’m goin’ to Jupiter with my girl
I’m goin’ to Mars with my girl
I’m goin’ to Saturn with my girl
Feelin’ like I’m runnin’ out of space
You need to send your location, I can’t think
I done fell in love twice but I gotta be lyin’
‘Cause I’m livin’ ten lives, I go crazy about mine

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Intro]
Gun ’em down (Bih, yeah)
With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)
Gun ’em down
Oh my God, huh
Ya dig
999 shit (Ayy)

[Chorus]
When I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (You dig? Skrr)

[Verse 1]
Walk in that bitch and I’m faded, uh, I fuck that bitch when I’m faded
I got the M&M’s (Millions), called my mom, told her I made it
Yeah, mama, your son too famous, yeah, he on everybody playlist
But he’s still armed and dangerous, he’ll pop at a stranger
Sippin’ lean, cliché, I still do it anyway
Red or purple in the cup, which one should I pick today? Ayy, ayy
Sippin’ hard, gun on me, no need for bodyguard
Aim at your body parts, yeah, take off your body parts, yeah
I’m swingin’ when I’m off the ecstasy, that’s a Molly park, yeah
Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that’s a Tony Stark, yeah
Pourin’ fours in a twenty, yeah, I’m soda pop, yeah
I’m O.C., three-gram wood full of OG
Give BM dick like Moby, uh, gonna make him flash, Adobe, uh
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh
Bitch, I need it
Matter fact, fuck that shit, I’m rich, you can keep it
Yeah (Bitch, woo, yeah), damn
Rich niggas over here (They over here), yeah
Broke niggas over there (They over there)
Why is you over here? (Why?)
Go over there (Go over, go over, go over there)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig? Look)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (Skrr)

[Verse 1]
I woke up, richer than yesterday
I had to go get a check today
All by myself no master bae
Her baby got [?]
That boy, he was talking yesterday
He probably [?] to rest today
I’m a put this shit together a faster way
Would you want me to [?]
Told that bitch listen, no no, you can’t kiss me
I hit that thing once, and that just for the finish
[?] turn around lick on this dicky
I got these girls and they fighting all [?]
And they screaming out like “pick me, like pick me”
“pick me, like pick me, like pick me, like pick me”
Bitch I’m a demon, I [?] demon
[?] block, no bitch, this isn’t a [?]

[Chorus 1]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss

[Verse 2]
Three yellow chains and they look like Chris
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib
Make the bitch ride [?] yeah
Which one of you hoes with me?
Uhhhh, drop out at 350
She keep talking about lime green
Lil bitch this is slime green, yeah
[?]
Yeah, that shoot 250, [?] no 100 rounds clip shoot 50
2 minutes I made 250
Lil uzi I’m straight from the 16 yeah
On my neck spent 250

[Chorus 2]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this

[Verse 3]
[?]
[?] you know I ball out
[?]
Y’all niggas be hoes, y’all the ones calling 12 to come on (what?)
Yeah I know y’all be the one telling them to come out (what?)
[?] I ain’t talking treehouse
Rat nigga, her job bitch nigga, [?]
Now we in the trap house
[?] you know I’m at your bitch house
And you might get hit in the mouth
[?]
Ain’t know the hoe, go right up when the slime [?]
[?] niggas do some [?] nigga, i don’t know what you nigga about
Racks in Goyard bag, yeah [?] yeah

[Chorus 3]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib

[Verse 4]
[?] I fiend
Beat the bitch down, told her to put on the jeans
[?] coupe that [?]
[?] on the bottom, got a beam
Eyes wide open, got me focused on the beam
Real class smoke got me high [?]
Know you can’t [?] her baby
[?]
Got to go drip drip [?]
You know you can’t clone me, oh no no no
She [?]
Ran up the racks so they [?]
[?] gold [?]
I’m the chosen, don’t compare me to nobody
Put [?] and watch your body open (he frozen)
[?] (slime)
[?] I call that bitch a loco (she touchy)
No touchy touchy, yeah I told that bitch [?]

[Chorus 3]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib

[Intro]
Earl on the beat

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Duh, run and lil’ bitch you get hit (bow, bow)
Came in that bitch with a stick (fsh)
Came in that bitch with lil’ kick (fsh)
I got that money I blow (what? fsh)
I’m in this bitch with Lil Meech (fsh, fsh)
I do this shit in my sleep, yeah
Shawty suck me, she so geeked, yeah
Shawty fuck me, she so geeked, yeah
I’m in this bitch and I flee, uh
I put VVS on my lens (fsh)
Shawty can’t wait ’til we lean
Fuck with Lil K you get, fsh
[?] on your ass, you get, fsh
I play that 30 lil’ bitch, yeah
I need a mask for this heat, yeah
I need a gas for my bitch,yeah
You know that choppa don’t miss
You know that choppa don’t miss
I get the muthafucka lit
Double C all on my shit, yeah
Dolce Gabbana my bitch, yeah
Christian Dior, I pop shit, yeah
Shawty gon’ fuck on my drip, yeah

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah
220 all on that rear, aye
I get the drip, you get dripped
I fucked that bitch, I’m a pimp
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp
I fucked that bitch, she get bent
We in this bih with no tint

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
I’m in this bih with some tint
They just wan’ peep on my drip
They just wan’ peep all this drip
I get that Glock on my hip
Bitch, I don’t fuck, I want lip
I fucked that bitch with no tip
I was just leanin’ in [?]
I just buy everything Philips

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Yachty]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah (ay, damn)
220 all on that rear, aye (ay)
I get the drip, you get dripped (ay, ay)
I fucked that bitch I’m a pimp (ay)
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp (ay)
I fucked that bitch, she get bent (ay, ay, ay, ay, okay)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, uh (ay)
Thugger lil’ bitch speak Ebonics (ay)
Shootin’ that Glock supersonics (bow, bow)
I drop a dub at Onyx (ay)
[?] that thing up ([?])
Beat from the back, she runnin’ (bih)
Pink Prada bag, I’m thumbin’ (bih)
[?] 30 round gunnin’ (bow)
Fuck what they saying, they pussy (fuck ’em)
Richest young nigga on gang (yeah, yeah)
I put them niggas on gang (ay)
They started snitching
Oops, back at [?] I was swiping
Oops, beat up that pussy, I’m Tyson
Oops, niggas is reckless, triflin’
[?] don’t call me (brr)
Rich white [?], Mike Lowry (Mike Lowry)
Keep one giant stick like Atari (like Atari)
V on my back like Bari (VLONE)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Me and Cash Carti go way back (ay)
Nigga don’t like me, then say that (okay)
20 years old in a Maybach (skrt)
Hoo! flexing (fuck it up, damn)
Young nigga flexing no 8 pack (uh!)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah
220 all on that rear, aye
I get the drip, you get dripped
I fucked that bitch, I’m a pimp
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp
I fucked that bitch, she get bent
We in this bih with no tint

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Damn (ay)
Damn (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Bow, bow