Juice wrld iron on me lyrics

I'm shootin' too accurate when I pull up, swervin' inside the motherfuckin' Acura (Skrtt, uh-huh)

Yeah, I got the MAC, it's tucked, I'ma shoot him in his face until that nigga had enough (Uh, uh, grrt, uh-huh, oh, yeah)

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[verse]
…so i’ma shoot him in his face and then that n+gga actin’ right
feel like the [?], i’m getting these drugs and i’m getting the bread
i’ma count it up, i’ma f+ck on your b+tch
i rim rattle her, [?] my nuts like a basketball handler
go back to my job, took a sh+t on my manager
i be risking it all every day, i’m a gambler
percs no adderall, i ain’t know how to manage it…
…f+ckin’ your b+tch, her panties i collected, huh
then it’s back to the house where my savages
up in the jungle feelin’ like an animal
skrt skrt, b+tch, vroom
f+ck that b+tch in her room
when i die put me in a tomb
i get up and movе
and i put on these jewеls
i’m in the sky like i’m [?] riding in the back of the coupe, oh, yeah
tell me she love me, she lyin’ and sh+t, just do what these b+tches do, oh, yeah
they don’t know i keep an iron, n+gga, gon’ move then i’m gon’ shoot, oh, yeah
all my hoes come in two
i’ma shoot your boyfriend then [?] on you
police come, i put the gun on you
pullover, shoot out the black subaru
red dolce gabbana, i feel like a piru
bad b+tch wanna f+ck, yeah, i really never liked you
i’ma pull up on an opp playin’ all the new sh+t
this sh+t, they gon’ commit suicide to…

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Juice wrld iron on me lyrics

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[Intro]
Bitch I'm smoking cookie crisp (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Stupid bitch
Smoking cookie crisp (Bitch)
Stupid bitch (Uh)
I feel like a chemist with all this weed (DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
I just got the mix n' shit
[Chorus]
I fuck that bitch in the back of a Challenger
Darin' a nigga to challenge us (Uh-huh)
I'm shooting too accurate when I pull up, swervin' inside the motherfuckin' Acura (Skrtt, uh-huh)
Yeah I got the MAC all set, so I'ma shoot him in his face until that nigga actin' right (Uh-huh)
I feel like a demon, I'm getting these drugs
And I'm getting the bread, I'ma count it up (Uh-huh)
I'ma fuck on your bitch, I rim rattle her
She play with my nuts like a basketball handler
Go back to my job, take a shit on my manager
I be risking it all every day, I'm a gamblеr
Percs no Adderall, I don't know how I manage it
Fuckin' your bitch, hеr panties I collected 'em, huh
Then it's back to the house up with my savages
I'm from the jungle, feelin' like an animal (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Click-clack, fuck nigga get back
If I see the opps on the corner, then get back
Them niggas finna get blicked at, ayy
Put the chrome to your dome, then I'm pushing your shit back
Split a nigga head like a Kit Kat, ayy
She ask where my dick at, she wanna lick that
Fuck her face, kick her out, I'm not with the chit-chat
Put a bunch of hoes in the back of your cab
My cap look like a snapback, ayy
Taking two, three bullet holes through your cap
I'm shootin' accurate, I feel like Ray Allen or somethin'
Is it a challenge or somethin'? They really ain't challengin' us
They don't got no balance or nun'
I'm jugging the money, these Benjamins comin'
I'm walkin', I run it, I listen to Cudi
I'm fuckin' your bitch and she givin' me cuddly
I fuck on her buddy, then bust on her buddy
I bust on them both, that's that new Nutty Buddy
[Chorus]
I fuck that bitch in the back of a Challenger
Darin' a nigga to challenge us (Uh-huh)
I'm shooting too accurate when I pull up, swervin' inside the motherfuckin' Acura (Skrtt, uh-huh)
Yeah I got the MAC all set, so I'ma shoot him in his face until that nigga actin' right (Uh-huh)
I feel like a demon, I'm getting these drugs
And I'm getting the bread, I'ma count it up (Uh-huh)
I'ma fuck on your bitch, I rim rattle her
She play with my nuts like a basketball handler
Go back to my job, take a shit on my manager
I be risking it all every day, I'm a gambler
Percs no Adderall, I don't know how I manage it
Fuckin' your bitch, her panties I collected 'em, huh
Then it's back to the house up with my savages
I'm from the jungle, feelin' like an animal

[Verse 2]
Skrrt-skrrt, bitch, vroom
Five bad bitches in the room
When I die put me in a tomb, so I can get up and move
Nigga, that's what zombies do, oh, yeah
I'm in the sky, like the way she riding me in the back of the new coupe, oh, yeah
She tell me she love me, she lyin'
These bitches do what these bitches do, oh, yeah
They don't know I keep an iron, nigga
Wrong move, then I'm gon' shoot, oh, yeah
All my hoes come in two
I'ma shoot your boyfriend then cum on you
Police come, I put the gun on you
Pullover, shoot out the black Subaru
Red Dolce Gabbana, I feel like I'm Piru
Bad bitch wanna fuck, yeah, I really never liked you
I'ma pull up on an opp playin' all the new shit
This shit, they gon' commit suicide to, I'm through, hold up
I be chokin' her up, 'cause I pull up to that [?], yeah
Choppa bang him like he [?], uh
Pullin' up to the 'Rari car lot
To the cops, bullets drop
Pullin' up to the club with a choppa
Then took the K, jaw was dropped
[Chorus]
I fuck that bitch in the back of a Challenger
Darin' a nigga to challenge us (Uh-huh)
I'm shooting too accurate when I pull up, swervin' inside the motherfuckin' Acura (Skrtt, uh-huh)
Yeah I got the MAC all set, so I'ma shoot him in his face until that nigga actin' right (Uh-huh)
I feel like a demon, I'm getting these drugs
And I'm getting the bread, I'ma count it up (Uh-huh)
I'ma fuck on your bitch, I rim rattle her
She play with my nuts like a basketball handler
Go back to my job, take a shit on my manager
I be risking it all every day, I'm a gambler
Percs no Adderall, I don't know how I manage it
Fuckin' your bitch, her panties I collected 'em, huh
Then it's back to the house up with my savages
I'm from the jungle, feelin' like an animal (Yeah)

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, I
(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
I'm zoned
(CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY)
Bitch