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out of options - juice wrld lyrics

[intro]
reaper on the beat
rocky going crazy
uh, uh
if you want it, then we’ve got it
uh, na, na, na, uh
hold on

[chorus]
aye, i’m runnin’ up a check while they runnin’ out of options, huh aye
run up, that’s okay, we get it poppin’
me and my lady went to the gucci store, we shoppin’, uh, aye
bedroom down, panties droppin’, aye
ain’t the same n*gga that i was last year
hennessy and remi, i ain’t drinkin’ no beers
too drunk, you’ll get f*cked up
if you f*ck with somebody that’s f*cked up, ya dig?

[verse 1]
ha ha ha
i’m on top, b*tch
i get top, b*tch, in a drop*top whip
first time in cali
i was in a bentley truck, brody had the semi truck
dare a n*gga to run it up, aye
i remember i would crack cards, now i crack bars
i am too far, aye
i remember takin’ xan bars
wakin’ up passed out in the front yard, aye
ha ha, now i’m up next
aye, this sh*t coming tighter than some rough s*x
aye, pull up on the scene wit’ a, huh, new tec
white girl give me good brain, rough neck
ooh, k!llem’ boy, my sh*t like terio
i can’t wait till my momma hear me on everybody stereo, huh
that’s how the story go, huh
straight up, i ain’t using metaphoricals, huh
listenin’ to my music, you won’t hear me
[chorus]
aye, i’m runnin’ up a check while they runnin’ out of options, huh aye
run up, that’s okay, we get it poppin’
me and my lady went to the gucci store, we shoppin’, uh, aye
bedroom down, panties droppin’, aye
ain’t the same n*gga that i was last year
hennessy and remi, i ain’t drinkin’ no beers
too drunk, you’ll get f*cked up
if you f*ck with somebody that’s f*cked up, ya dig?

[verse 2]
aye, aye
you’ll get popped, i ain’t cardin’ up
i still milly rock on all your blocks, huh
yeah, aye
she gon’ ride my d*ck like a harley, stop me
time for me to roll up the molly
uh, aye, what, aye
molly in my double cup
i got 2 blunts, what you call that?
a double dutch
pull up on the scene, choppa hit his ass, hit him up
ambulance stay on my phone like somebody come pick him up
yeah, dye my hair, i’m feelin’ like a super saiyan, slay ’em
halo with this sh*t, i call it slayer
bad b*tch, evil kid, took her to my lair
savor the flavor, don’t save her for later, yeah, aye
you a b*tch n*gga, ya dig?
i’m a ditch digger, uh
you’ll get disfigured
washed up like a dish n*gga
ball hard, i’ma swish n*gga
i shoot 1 time, 1 time
i won’t miss n*ggas
[chorus]
aye, i’m runnin’ up a check while they runnin’ out of options, huh aye
run up, that’s okay, we get it poppin’
me and my lady went to the gucci store, we shoppin’, uh, aye
bedroom down, panties droppin’, aye
ain’t the same n*gga that i was last year
hennessy and remi, i ain’t drinkin’ no beers
too drunk, you’ll get f*cked up
if you f*ck with somebody that’s f*cked up, ya dig?

- juice wrld lyrics

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