Lyrics Juice WRLD – On To The Next One (Freestyle)
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Hmm, that was interesting
Whats that genre called?
UK drill, okay uuh
It kinda sound like Chicago drill though
Sound like some DJ L shit
You know DJ L? You heard DJ L? yeah
Uhuh yeah
Lets see how long I could rap
Lets see how long they could act
I was just up in the trap
I had my gun in my lap
I shoot a nigga like crabs
I shake up, I dont do dab
Run up on me then I run up on him with that chopper he hittin’ the lab
I add it up I add the bodies up that is the aftermath
Up in school he wanna fight, I beat him up after class
Then I meet at the next class and beat him up after that
I had the last laugh
Bombin’ like Baghdad, where my dad at?
Guess he a bad dad, that was his last chance
I am the last man, they killed everyone of my niggas
I am the last man, this is the last stand, I got the big bands
Ay, I could rap on anything, married to a wedding ring yuh
Need a crown I been the king yuh, niggas funny, Jerry Spring-yuh
I don’t got time for it nuh, I just write time for it yuh
Pull up on him, god damn, I’m a up the odd got a nine for it yuh
I feel like a chiropractor when I get it crackin’ ima crack a spine
I’m a fuck a bitch so good, she gon’ let me hit it from behind yuh
Matter fact I pull up on you wit’ a chopper to yo brain and change your mind yuh
Im at the top of the top, but its still more to climb yuh
You know DJ L? You heard DJ L? yeah
Uhuh yeah
Lets see how long I could rap
Lets see how long they could act
I was just up in the trap
I had my gun in my lap
I shoot a nigga like crabs
I shake up, I dont do dab
Run up on me then I run up on him with that chopper he hittin’ the lab
I add it up I add the bodies up that is the aftermath
Up in school he wanna fight, I beat him up after class
Then I meet at the next class and beat him up after that
I had the last laugh
Bombin’ like Baghdad, where my dad at?
Guess he a bad dad, that was his last chance
I am the last man, they killed everyone of my niggas
I am the last man, this is the last stand, I got the big bands
Ay, I could rap on anything, married to a wedding ring yuh
Need a crown I been the king yuh, niggas funny, Jerry Spring-yuh
I don’t got time for it nuh, I just write time for it yuh
Pull up on him, god damn, I’m a up the odd got a nine for it yuh
I feel like a chiropractor when I get it crackin’ ima crack a spine
I’m a fuck a bitch so good, she gon’ let me hit it from behind yuh
Matter fact I pull up on you wit’ a chopper to yo brain and change your mind yuh
Im at the top of the top, but its still more to climb yuh
I change the climate, pull up on him im shining
Two tone skeleton A.P on the way rolly diamonds
Niggas talkin’ down to me, but all this niggas under me
Actin’ like some pirates, cause they tryna rob and plung-e me
But I ain’t got no time, I just got my 40, and I got your shawty
Off of the molly, up in the party, she actin’ naughty
I tell her sorry I cannot fuck, I wanna play her like an Atari
I just made ?, gotta go to Paris, coolin with ?
yuh
Vlone on me uh yeah, Revenge on me yuh aye, thats your homie
I may kill him fuck your homie yuh aye, thats by my lonely
Only wanted me no cloney, I can’t fuck her if she not thick, cause I really
Don’t fuck with the boneys
Yeah hm
Fuck 12, I don’t fuck wit’ the police
These niggas, fake friends, hatin’, thinkin’ that they know me
I got the force like Obi-Wan, last name Kenobi
Course I’m with a white bitch, still catching the nose bleeds
Two tone skeleton A.P on the way rolly diamonds
Niggas talkin’ down to me, but all this niggas under me
Actin’ like some pirates, cause they tryna rob and plung-e me
But I ain’t got no time, I just got my 40, and I got your shawty
Off of the molly, up in the party, she actin’ naughty
I tell her sorry I cannot fuck, I wanna play her like an Atari
I just made ?, gotta go to Paris, coolin with ?
yuh
Vlone on me uh yeah, Revenge on me yuh aye, thats your homie
I may kill him fuck your homie yuh aye, thats by my lonely
Only wanted me no cloney, I can’t fuck her if she not thick, cause I really
Don’t fuck with the boneys
Yeah hm
Fuck 12, I don’t fuck wit’ the police
These niggas, fake friends, hatin’, thinkin’ that they know me
I got the force like Obi-Wan, last name Kenobi
Course I’m with a white bitch, still catching the nose bleeds