文本歌词

Jack And Jill - Juice WRLD
Composed by：Anthony Conley
Yeah
Trappin' in the back with the Migos
Boards on the windows on them bando's
Told me hit my dance N L M B
Known to dab on the b***h like the Migos
In the trap water whip like the kilo
Up down left right A B h*e
I just entered in a cheat code yeah
It's just me h*e
Chip on my shoulder like a bag of fritos
Where I'm from twelve come you better lay low
Whoa whoa f**k with the gang get a halo
You should be embarrassed
You should
F**k your b***h then spin her like a wheel ferris oh
I ain't even dig her I'm just tryna nail
Yeah V twelve then bail huh
That b***h ain't got no ride
I'm gon' f**k around and mail her
Water on my wrist yeah swimming like a sailor
Water coming out your b***h
She think I'm a sailor
Swim in that b***h like a fish
I tear the p***y to bits
We go together like Lilo and Stitch
Money Mayweather come hot like a fist
Whip her up like a brick
Double cup don't pour liquor up codeine when I sip
Percs-R-Us my dick in her guts drill drill drill
Semi tucked I'ma finger f**k loaded without
I'm Jack no Jill
Falling down a hill on a pill pill pill
What it is Mister two tone A P kick yeah
Ah super rich I could pay your mama rent yeah
What I spent you worked for ten years to get yeah oh
Hop offbeat then get right back on that
Dab on the b***h like the Migos
Like the Migos
In the trap water whip like the kilo
Up down left right A B h*e
A B b***h whoa
I just entered in a cheat code
I just entered in a motherf**kin'
It's just me h*e
Chip on my shoulder like a bag of fritos
Where I'm from twelve come you better lay low
Whoa whoa f**k with the gang get a halo
Yaa yaa yaa f**k with the
F**k with the gang get a halo
Hit the biggest stain makin' lucid dreams
Let a n***a do his thing they been through things
Bro used to let the choppa sing sound like shoppa rings
I remember robbing n***as claiming that they gang
Them n***as was snakes
They was snitchin' turn on you in your face
Ay shoot 'em up then pull up to that n***a way
See his brothers sittin' over his body let him laying
Yeah real s**t that's the s**t my older brothers
Had to deal with
Came a long way from the project buildings and drug dealin'
I've seen the trenches for real aah
Where I'm from they be born and raised to kill uh
Numb don't feel uh
Kids tote still uh
Babies gettin' killed uh
Crazy how we live uh
Black God forgives uh
We'll send steel bullets through his windshield
Dab on the b***h like the Migos
Like the Migos
In the trap water whip like the kilo
Up down left right A B h*e
A B b***h whoa
I just entered in a cheat code
I just entered in a motherf**kin'
It's just me h*e
Chip on my shoulder like a bag of fritos
Where I'm from twelve come you better lay low
Whoa whoa f**k with the gang get a halo
Yaa yaa yaa f**k with the