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Cuffed - Juice WRLD
Lyrics by：Jarad Higgins/Nicholas Mira/Benjamin Levin/Magnus August Høiberg
Composed by：Jarad Higgins/Nicholas Mira/Benjamin Levin/Magnus August Høiberg
Produced by：Nick Mira/benny blanco/Cashmere Cat
Uh come on
Hmm-mmm
Brodie said that these h*es nuts so what?
I show up Codeine pour up
You don't know nothin' you can get tote'd up
You can get tote'd up yeah
Uh ***** ****
Drugs in my cup mix it up yeah-yeah
Yeah let's go
Two perkies now I'm ****** up someone get me up yeah-yeah
Let's go let's go
Just made some millions G-Money said it ain't enough yeah-yeah
So I'll make twenty more M's we gon' count it up yeah-yeah
Count it count it yeah
Sorry in advance to these h*es but I'm cuffed yeah-yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
I got a girl G-Money say that's dumb as **** yeah-yeah
But that **** make me happy so I don't give no **** yeah-yeah
Don't give no ****
Young makin' it happen everyday it go up yeah-yeah
Let's go let's go let's go
Brand new Draco can't wait to use it ayo
Grrah grrah
Pull up in that Miracle Whip all white look like some mayo
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt yeah
Ball like O.J. Mayo she dance for me no tango
Oh yeah yeah
Remember ridin' around in a Grand Am
But now my wrist is a Range Rove' uh
Rich
Uh-huh I'm comin' you ready or not?
Oh yeah uh-huh
I just got some head from your thot oh yeah
Uh-huh
She **** all the L's on the block oh yeah
AP on my wrist leave her shocked oh yeah
But this not a G-Shock oh yeah
Tough talk got him shot oh yeah
Hit the club shut it down when I walk in there uh uh
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin yeah
Could a ever prevent me from winny-win-winnin'
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin oh yeah
I just bick back count the blue faces while I grin yeah
Cash cash cash
I got guns like the Western Western Western Western bang
Everyday I wake up flexin' flexin' flexin' flexin'
Ah ah-ah
Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch don't have to tax it
Ah bling-blaow
I don't wanna text her back but I need to now
Drugs in my cup mix it up yeah-yeah yeah
Two perkies now I'm ****** up someone get me up yeah-yeah yeah
Just made some millions G-Money said it ain't enough yeah-yeah yeah
So I'll make twenty more M's we gon' count it up yeah-yeah yeah
Oh yeah I'm cuffed
That's dumb as ****
I don't give a ****
I said "G-Money I gotta tell you somethin"
I do
I got this cash so I'm gon' buy damn near every gun
He said "every gun?" oh yeah every single one
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
So I could be ready when these *****-a*s haters and the devil come
Grrah-grrah grrah-grrah
Your crush just said I am a beast oh yeah
Oh yeah
You say I'm p***y well you are what you eat oh yeah
You specialize in startin' internet beef
Why?
I'm not the one to internet beef
That's how you catch RP's to your teeth
Grrah
Pull up in a Sprinter my money and me uh
She hop on my d**k just like a bunny to me
Twenty-five but she keep it a hundred to me
She taste sweeter than buckets of honey to me
I been ballin' lil' I'm out of your league uh
In the studio workin' I don't get fatigued
Got a Patek I'm fallin' in love with Philippe's
Washed the percocet down with a cup full of lean
Big guns go bang bad-a-boom bad-a-bing
I break all of the rules but I'm still in the lead yeah
I feel like I'm a broom I sweep her off her feet
What else?
Chopper masturbatin' it'll beat you like meat
Catch me levitatin' off the Promethazine
Got my heart racin' when I'm rollin' off E
I be sack chasin' I be after the green
Got her back achin' when we up in the sheets ****
Uh-uh
Everyday it go up
My fault my fault
I told her I don't wanna **** it's just a thought yeah
I told her I don't wan' cuff she's just a thot uh oh yeah