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Juice WRLD - Pink Toes Lyrics


(Intro) {Juice WRLD}

10K I show up with a new phone


(Chorus) {Juice WRLD}

I spent 20k within a month

Then I spent that shit all on blunts

Pop a couple perkies, yeah at once

Pull up on the scene I got my gun

The heat up on my hip just like the sun

Say it two times no I’m not the one

Say it a few times no I’m not the one

They ain’t listen so I had to get a gun

I ain’t warning niggas no more boy it’s no mercy

Bitches thinking that they know me thinking they gonna hurt me Baby is it worth it


(Post-Chorus) {Juice WRLD}

Beat up I’m so like when the times right

You think its just a cold but its rеal ice

Pull on you with a 40 that’s a real pipe

If I kill you imma look you in thе face

I’m a pull with the 40 off you

I got powers like I’m Austin

Bombing like I’m Boston

Flier then a pilot

Run up on me don’t try it

That 40 on me is frying


(Verse 1) {Lil Uzi Vert}

Yes, I fucked your bitch, I did it in the telly, yeah

I’ma hit it from the back, it’s in her belly, yeah

Got Marconi on my feet, these niggas steady, yeah

Swaggin’ on these niggas, they embarrassed (Swag)

Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin’ every carat (Yeah)

Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married

And you know that I pull up, I ain’t really too scary

I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries (Yeah)

I got a Müller that look like a Millie (Yeah)

I got a Müller that look like a Millie (Yeah)

I got a Müller that look like a Millie (Skrrt)

Yes, I’m talkin’ Richard bracelet on my achilles

You cannot classify this as a anklet

Sat it right on a anchor, that shit almost sank ship (Whoa)

Dip from my haters, like I’m in the Matrix

I hear echoes, my house, man this shit is too spacious, yeah


(Chorus) {Juice WRLD}

I spent 20k within a month

Then I spent that shit all on blunts

Pop a couple perkies, yeah at once

Pull up on the scene I got my gun

The heat up on my hip just like the sun

Say it two times no I’m not the one

Say it a few times no I’m not the one

They ain’t listen so I had to get a gun

I ain’t warning niggas no more boy it’s no mercy

Bitches thinking that they know me thinking they gonna hurt me Baby is it worth it

(Verse 2) {Lil Uzi Vert & Juice WRLD}

I laugh when I go get the money (Ha)

Your bankroll got lots of twenties (Ha)

I wear oversized drip on a Monday, yeah

My little ghetto bitch say that I’m bummy (Whoa)

She used two type V-neck in my Balmain (Balmain)

Stuff my pockets, my pants fallin’ (Ayy, uh-huh)

Every day I’ma keep ballin, this a autobiography, not no small range, vroom

I’m a do the dash I’m a floor it

Push the gas pedal and all these hoes these they adore it

She tryna explore it like Dora

I told her no more Sephora

Let’s go to Gucci lets freshen up your aura

She suck my dick in the movies

Did it again in a jacuzzi

You don’t like me then sue me

Paul wall with the lean watch him scoop me up

They comparing me to Uzi

Bout to smash her, pass her, natural disaster

Mama say I’m crazy tried to take me to the pastor

That shit do not matter

Plus my pockets fatter

Out of space off the drugs put my face on Saturn

You know what it is tell me what it isn’t

R-Kelly with the bitch I’m a get to pissin

Never gave fuck about none of the competition

I ain’t never lacking i got my hand on my Smith &

(Chorus) {Juice WRLD}

I spent 20k within a month

Then I spent that shit all on blunts

Pop a couple perkies, yeah at once

Pull up on the scene I got my gun

The heat up on my hip just like the sun

Say it two times no I’m not the one

Say it a few times no I’m not the one

They ain’t listen so I had to get a gun

I ain’t warning niggas no more boy it’s no mercy

Bitches thinking that they know me thinking they gonna hurt me Baby is it worth it


(Post-Chorus) {Juice WRLD}

Beat up I’m so like when the times right

You think its just a cold but its real ice

Pull on you with a 40 that’s a real pipe

If I kill you imma look you in the face

I’m a pull with the 40 off you

I got powers like I’m Austin

Bombing like I’m Boston

Flier then a pilot

Run up on me don’t try it

That 40 on me is frying

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