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KTM Drip - Juice WRLD
Lyrics by：Jarad Higgins/Dorien Theus/Nicholas Mira
Composed by：Jarad Higgins/Dorien Theus/Nicholas Mira
Produced by：Nick Mira/DT
Perky me in
Uh
Let me in
Woah
How the **** you hatin' outside the club
Drugs knockin' at my door need to let me in
Need to let me in woah
You can't even get in
Slatt yeah uh
Pills knockin' at my door I'm finna let 'em in
Woah woah woah woah woah woah
Ballin' hard feel like D. Rose I need a letterman
Woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
I can't **** that ***** if she don't give me her consent
Half of these h*es don't even give me erection
Woah woah woah woah woah woah they don't get me hard
If you with that *** then up your gat let it spit oh
Yeah yeah
I know bangin' they flags like Confederate oh
Slatt
Brand-new house it's on the hills just got the settlements off
Rich
Lately I've been ridin' dirt bikes G-Money told me
Don't fall off
Yee-haw skrrt skrrt
That two-door with no tints oh
No tints
She sucked me up in my G-Wagon no tints oh
I see all through the shade ain't no tints oh
Pull up in that Beamer with the tints oh
Skrrt
I heard you got a new whip we shoot the tints off
Grrah grrah
I know that ***** shakin' a*s up out the window
I'm takin' W's and her win's low
I order ******* like they on the menu
Yeah yeah yeah
Took that ***** to Miami
What just to have a threesome
Yeah
I got bad ******* on deck do you need one
Matter of fact I got so many h*es
I'll sell you one you keep one
That ***** don't need me that lil' ho' need Jesus ayy
VVS on my wrist ain't get no Jesus pieces ayy
Need me a chocolate thing ain't talkin' Reese's Pieces ayy
I don't **** with none of these like I'm racist ayy
My songs on that bad ***** playlist
Yee-haw
If you with that **** then up your gat let it spit oh
Slatt slatt
I been on my KTM drip hopefully I don't fall off
Yeah skrrt
In the desert on a dirt bike with an AR lettin' it all off
Woah woah grrah
My lil' *****'ll set you up yeah she a dog oh
Woah woah she a dog
Get you in the bedroom just to shoot your balls off
Pause come back home tell me you dead my d**k is in her jaw
Uh-huh
I could never end up like my dad I'm too much of a boss
Oxycodone all up in my head I'm scratchin' through the walls
High as hell on my phone groupies tryna get in my drawers
Foreign ***** up in my Snapchat showin' a*s
What the **** else
I know she don't love me for real she just want the bag
She gon' do me and my team for a Louis bag
Grip the chopper with the beam this new Louis bag
Louis bag oh
I go shoppin' everywhere I don't look at tags
Wear it once then throw it away I don't take it back
Said she loved me stupid ***** you should take it back
I'ma drop you off wherever the **** I met you at
Oh
Call a Uber for that ***** she gotta go go go
She gotta go
Do the dash through her life I'm on go go go uh
That ***** gotta go oh
Iffy uh sticky tucked I'm on Gummo mode
I'm on Gummo mode
My closet like a ************* gun show oh
Like a gun show
Uh I'ma spin her
Huh shawty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters
I told her racist a*s dad that she ****** a
I also told 'em that it's been my pleasure ******* with her
Yee-haw yeah yeah yeah
She said she wanna have my d**k for dinner
I'ma serve it to her like a plate of chicken gizzards
Grandma if you listenin' I'm sorry I'm a sinner
God ain't done with me yet give him a couple winters
Uh just became a winner
Ayy ayy
They wasn't *******' me when my pockets was hurtin'
Now I get to pick 'em out freaky and nerdy
You should take your girl to the dentist or somethin'
'Cause when she come back to you her mouth gon' be hurtin'
Suck it ouch
I'ma let 'em in
Yeah yeah yeah I need a letterman
Give me her consent
They don't get me hard
Baow baow
Slatt slatt slatt
Rich rich