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wasted orignal - juice wrld lyrics

[intro: juice wrld & lil pump]
yeah, no, no, no, no, no, uh
what the f*ck? uh, perc’
cb on the beat, ho
perc’, mmm, mmm
b*tch, huh, huh

[chorus: juice wrld]
wasted, gta love, b*tches wasted
wasted, i’m on these drugs, i feel wasted
wasted, get her off my mind when i’m wasted
wasted, i waste all my time when i’m wasted
wasted, gta love, b*tches wasted
wasted, i’m on these drugs, i feel wasted
wasted, get her off my mind when i’m wasted
wasted, i waste all my time when i’m wasted, wastеd

[post*chorus: juice wrld]
she do cocaine in my basemеnt
i’m a doctor, but i’m runnin’ out of patience
she told me that she tryna get closer to satan
she be talkin’ to him when she in the matrix

[verse 1: juice wrld]
d*mn, why is she so demonic?
she medusa with a little pocahontas
she been lacin’ all my drugs or somethin’
’cause every time that we’re together, i’m unconscious
hold up, uh, let me be honest
i know i saw her put the percs in my chronic
smoke until my eyes roll back like the omen
just another funeral for her, godd*mn (huh)
[chorus: juice wrld]
wasted, gta love, b*tches wasted
wasted, i’m on these drugs, i feel wasted
wasted, get her off my mind when i’m wasted
wasted, i waste all my time when i’m wasted
wasted, gta love, b*tches wasted
wasted, i’m on these drugs, i feel wasted
wasted, get her off my mind when i’m wasted
wasted, i waste all my time when i’m wasted, wasted

[post*chorus: juice wrld]
she do cocaine in my bas*m*nt
i’m a doctor, but i’m runnin’ out of patience
she told me that she tryna get closer to satan
she be talkin’ to him when she in the matrix

[verse 2]
my eyes closed, hoping this is make*believe
and she don’t know that all her demons live in me
i don’t know, i don’t know, don’t know what she been on
i don’t know all that lean i sip on
i don’t know all the shrooms i trip on
see the room, but i could never see her
she in h*ll, so i will never see her
wish her well, i know i’ll never see her
now watch me pour one cup on me, don’t got no friends
i’m an open door, i ain’t have to let her in
she ain’t take my heart, but she gonna take my medicine
at least someone gonna take it, i hate to waste it

ayy, i’m cruisin’ and perusin’
i just made love to a peruvian (yeah, ayy)
i was going crazy; you knew this
brothers hate me, betray me—judas (yeah, ayy)

pull up in my new thing, vibin’
i can see us under the horizon
she said we got a connection over verizon
yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, hol’ up, pull up

new thing, d*mn it, bruce wayne kicks
liu kang b*tch, my name lit
look how your b*tch give me brain
she say it’s all for the chain
500k, no chain
pressed on purple rain
i ain’t really throwin’ no shame
bad b*tch, she gonna go both ways

i’ma turn a bullet like a page
pull up on the scene, they came
man down, cl!ck*clack, pow—mayday
money in my safe, oh yeah
run up on me, you gone, yeah
i was all up in my zone, yeah
this ain’t what you want, yeah
posted on the corner
that sh*t’s what i’m on, yeah
i’m gonna smoke it on me
i’m all on the—
perky, i’m gonna pop, yeah
apparently, she gonna drop, yeah
that’s how i am
pull up, let the gun blam

freestyle my sh*t, michael phelps
freestyle your b*tch
r. kelly, i p*ss
tell your homie, rest in p*ss

black out like eclipse, ayy
suck a d*ck
tell your boyfriend to suck a clip (oh, ayy)
brand new glock, uh
i can’t wait to use it
i ain’t making love
b*tch, i’m making music

yeah, ayy
pull up with that new thing, feeling like i’m bruce
run up, got my tool (ayy)
i’m gonna let it loose

i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, catch me riding ’round with the news
all these n*ggas lying, b*tch, i’m riding ’round with the truth
ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah

change the weather when i put my wrist up out the window
say you wanna fight, i’m linking up—send me the info
i’m gonna beat yo ass and prolly put it on my demo
i’m gonna murder the p*ssy like i do instrumentals

she gonna give me head, i really love her mental
break her back in the bed, and i’m like, “love, the bed broke”
i’m gonna ball like kobe, you know that i score
b*tch, i’m a giant—fee*fi*fo

rollie came from london, different timezone
remember i was trappin’, stealing iphones
then i just put a new game in my home

they hating on me, right? (they hating on me)
i’m skating on the beat
they hating on me
they waited on me
you ain’t wait on me
you ain’t hold me down, b*tch
so why do you think that i’m the problem?

they hating on me, right? (they hating on me)
i’m skating on the beat
they hating on me
they waited on me
you ain’t wait on me
catch me with the rough riders
catch me with the suiciders

[outro]
hey, uh, hey, let’s be honest
i’m cooler with them, we hear voices in the darkness
i ball like i’m kobe, baby, you know i’m a spartan
b*tch, i’m not from earth, so she been f*cking on a martian

and this whole time
touch down on your b*tch—thats the goal line
throw up hennessy like a gang sign
ya dig?
best believe i bang .9s
ya dig?

woah, huh, i’m in the cut, tote
she wanna f*ck, okay
pull up on him, gun
i’m singin’ dolce & gabbana
i’m gonna f*ck on your mama
presidential, feelin’ like obama
ak on me like osama
f*ck n*gga don’t want a problem
they been stealing my flow since i was a young one

you ain’t think i peeped sh*t?
you must think i’m a dumb one
i could dip if i wanted
i got info, pull up, take it

you a dummy, you a dumb ho
sayin’ you wanna undress me
why you frontin’, bro?
you know i be with no limits
we be gunnin’, bro

that lil’ b*tch my daughter
i be sonnin’ hoes
run up, let that choppa go

you know i love a n*gga back, uh*huh
lately, i been gettin’ them racks, uh*huh
flippin’ ’em, flippin’ ’em packs, uh*huh
i’ma f*ck a b*tch from the back, uh*huh

you know i love a n*gga like that, uh*huh
lately, i been gettin’ my racks, uh*huh
i ain’t tryna f*ck with a rat, uh*uh
i’ma f*ck your b*tch from the back, uh*uh

i turn a n*gga into fractions
turn a n*gga into fractions
he said he went to get crack
n*gga, we cookin’ the crack in here

they say i’m a sad boy
money sad too

uh, aye, blueface, i be glad too
ayy, my ex b*tch, why you mad, boo?
well, let me know so i can tell
f*ck that b*tch, you know i don’t do kiss and tell

let the choppa spam, yeah
i know i’m the man, yeah
rollin’ off a xan, yeah
took a trip to france, yeah
just to say i did it, yeah

here it goes, every day a different ho
march ’em, they go fee*fi*fo, oh*oh
f*ck her, then i let her go, oh*oh*oh

had to let loose, fresh out the booth
you gon’ fall out like a tooth
i hear money in the news
choppa on me, what it do? yeah

i put that 10 on my jewel, love
versace on me with the d’ussé
i finna f*ck on a tutor

n*ggas be beefin’ on computers
i cannot beef with a loser
eeny, meeny, miny, moe
n*gga, yo ho is a chooser

all i know is get the dough
you know that i’m not a loser
ayy, winner, winner, winner
no, i’m not a loser

19, richer than these old n*ggas
hopped out the freezer, i feel like a cold n*gga
shoutout to frieza, dbz, i’ll beat ya
scr*ped out them liters (???)

ball like derek jeter
whippin’ out that white boy like justin bieber
yeah, rockets on deck
no gun, i got my tec

yo ho, she go, she next
she know, she know i’m on that
hit ’em with the rockstar status, status

run up with my gun, uh, tote automatic
you don’t want no smoke, want no static
shopping bags, if i see it, gotta have it

came a long way from listenin’ to paranormal
in my bas*m*nt skatin’
now i’m up in hollywood
other rappers hatin’

run up, let that choppa go
it be m*st*rbatin’

all i know is get the cash
wasted, gta love, b*tches wasted
i’m off these drugs, i feel wasted
gta love, b*tches wasted
i take these drugs, i feel wasted
gta love, b*tches wasted
off of these drugs, i feel wasted
look at all the time i wasted
gta love, b*tches wasted
gta love wasted
when i’m taking these drugs, wasted

- juice wrld lyrics

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