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bandit - juice wrld lyrics

it’s funny, the sh-t i put on this song ain’t gon’ sound nothin’ like the sh-t we was just doin’
oh, yeah
i just want bad b-tches
baddest, them b-tches is the baddest, uh, uh
when i take the molly, i’m a savage
uh, i say, uh

[juice wrld]
i don’t need no molly to be savage, uh
when i’m on that molly, i feel savage, uh, uh
she the definition of a bad b-tch
stole her, i’m the definition of a bandit, uh, ayy
i don’t need no molly to be savage, uh, ayy
but when i’m on the molly, i feel savage
ayy, my girl the definition of a bad b-tch
stole her heart, i’m the definition of a bandit

put the percs down and picked up the jiggas, jiggas, jiggas
tommy in the f-cking tommy hilfiger, ’figer, ’figer
that tommy hit a n-gga, tommy hilfiger, f-ck n-ggas
i’m nice, when i’m high off the pills, i’ma f-ck with her
i don’t smoke skunk, but tonight i’m getting stuck, n-gga
pour the codeine up and put some molly in the cup with it
i know she a freak, uh-huh, she gon’ f-ck with it
she my velcro, uh-huh, guess i’m stuck with her
i dive in it like a sailor, i love to nail her
addicted to her paraphernalia, i had to tell her
i see it like a fortune teller
your ex-n-gga did good, i could do better
bad b-tch from the woods, i think she a hunter
she a k!ller and an eater, she a jeffery dahmer
i can tell when she in her feelings, i can read her like a book
no tec, no beretta, fn on me, am i understood?
yeah, yeah, yeah

i don’t need no molly to be savage, uh
when i’m on that molly, i feel savage, uh, uh
she the definition of a bad b-tch
stole her, i’m the definition of a bandit, uh, ayy
i don’t need no molly to be savage, uh, ayy
but when i’m on the molly, i feel savage
ayy, my girl the definition of a bad b-tch
stole her heart, i’m the definition of a bandit

[youngboy never broke again]
my brother point her out and she a bad b-tch, i’m on her
must ain’t heard that i’m a savage, once i get a b-tch, i own her
i see she got swag, i got cash so i want her
see this four-five in my pants, put on your -ss, push up on bruh
shawty, she a rider with that glizzy on her (with that glizzy on her)
and shawty, i’ma die there with no semi on me (semi on me)
if we got a problem, we get rid of homie (yeah)
put fifty thousand in your pocket, we gon’ get the money (yeah)
i’m the definition of a bandit (come on, bruh)
took your heart from out his hands and still ain’t saying sh-t (honest)
some new k!llers in my circle you done ran with it
like this dirty. 38, this b-tch’ll damage
popping wheelies, 4k trey, call when you land with it (pop, pop, pop)
i let you drive inside my bros where they be laying with it
i work this b-tch, i open up a can with it
like f-ck the stove, i make it jump without my hand in it

- juice wrld lyrics

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