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glock handler (studio session) - juice wrld lyrics

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[intro]
she ask why i’m dancin’, ask why i’m dancin’
she ask why i’m dancin’
chef j
this club be dancin’
sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’
then i be drippin’ the, ayy
ha, let’s go

[chorus]
she ask if i be dancin’, sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh*t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel*tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b*tch bad
my b*tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler (brrd)

[verse 1]
okay, talkin’ my sh*t, i guess i did it again, i did it again (huh)
i’m finna sh*t, on every n*gga and b*tch that i said wouldn’t win (huh)
hop on this block, bend (skrrt), i bought two glocks, twins (brrt)
them guns is best friends and they’ll slam you like wrestlin’ (okay)
enough about my guns, i got a lot, i mean some, i mean none
i play dumb, only if twelvе listenin’
if he run, up on him, i’m finna nail this b*tch
my girl, say she want somе, i’m finna nail this b*tch (let’s go)
up, up and away, d*ck in the glizop, f*ck what you say
you sweet as a f*ggot, soft as a cake
got a oven on me if you tryna get baked
this beat remindin’ me of some old lil wayne
feel like wayne, to the money i skate
when it come to fashion i’m always early
but i still show up fashionably late (b*tch)
haha, ayy
[chorus]
she ask if i be dancin’, sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh*t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel*tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b*tch bad
my b*tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
she ask if i be dancin’, sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh*t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel*tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b*tch bad
my b*tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler

[verse 2]
i’m too ahead, can’t catch up
f*ck n*gga, you can’t catch us
hit him in his face, need back up
shoot him two times, turn back up
leave a n*gga leakin’ like aqua[?]
hit him in his stomach, he had enough
i just be countin’ the cash, said he rich, you know that’s bluff
call it, b*tch, i’m a ballaholic
f*ckin’ that b*tch from [?]
raw dog, uh, lifestyle, don’t need no condom
[?]
.40 like, huh, “i’m gonna try them”
like i’m osama bin laden, ak on turnt*
[chorus]
she ask if i be dancin’, sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh*t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel*tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b*tch bad
my b*tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
she ask if i be dancin’, sh*t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh*t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel*tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b*tch bad
my b*tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler

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