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6 kiss - juice wrld lyrics

[intro: juice wrld]
oh, oh
pourin’ up fours, mud in my cup
won’t look at the past, it’s behind us
fallin’ in a bottomless pit, find us
life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[verse 1: juice wrld]
do whatever i want, don’t give a f*ck, live my life, uh*huh, uh*huh
i got your wife, she my sl*t, she take nut, uh*huh, uh*huh
and i don’t walk sh*t at all, i’m on the money run
i don’t got no opps, they stay inside ’cause they scared of my guns
your b*tch said she want a real one, i told her, “come and find one”
it’s funny how you p*ssy, but you never been inside one
ayy, these dumb*ass, virgin*ass n*ggas mad
they run when they see the gun in my hand
bullets like twitter, they follow them

[verse 2: ynw melly]
nut, my kids, she swallow them, ooh, yeah, she swallow them
boy, your chain ain’t solid gold
your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them (yeah)
these n*ggas say they wit’ it, uh, we gon’ harry potter him (p*ssy b*tch)
make that lil’ b*tch disappear (woo), got vvs’s in my ear
ooh*ooh*ooh, a chandelier, they shinin’ on your b*tch
we fl!ck these hoes wanna f*ck, ’cause i’m so freaky*deaky and your b*tch gon’ eat me
you know that we k!llin’ these f*ck n*ggas
h*ll nah, ain’t no throwin’ no white flag
h*ll nah, p*ssy boy, we don’t buy that
p*ssy n*gga, pull up on him and bite that, uh
hundred thirty k on a cuban link, ayy
shawty wanna f*ck, suck the d*ck and be my bae, ayy (uh)
chillin’ on that couch, f*ck your b*tch in her mouth
catch a n*gga slippin’, put it in his f*cking house (slatt)
[outro: ynw melly]
i ain’t with the talkin’, i ain’t with the talkin’ (oh*oh*oh)
he dead, payin’ for the funeral, put the p*ssy n*gga in a coffin (oh*oh*oh)
he red, n*gga say he bleedin’, he red, he red (oh)
i’m k!llin’ everybody instead (bah)

- juice wrld lyrics

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