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in this bitch (sessions) - juice wrld lyrics

[intro]
(mega, you played that boy)

[chorus]
i—, i—, i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)
got a choppa with the beams in this b*tch (uh, ayy)

[chorus]
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)

sorry, i ain’t sorry, that’s just how it is (uh)
drove her crazy, now she seein’ a psychiatrist (uh)
i been ballin’ so d*mn hard, i need a scholarship (yuh)
runnin’ out of drugs, i need to see a pharmacist (yuh, uh uh)

took too many drugs, i think my plug left me (uh, ayy)
pretty n*gga, even though they too ugly (uh, ayy)
feel like midas, i get golden, don’t touch me (yuh, ayy)
i be on the track, you know i’m still bussin’

[chorus]
got a choppa with the beams in this b*tch (uh, ay)
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)
[chorus]
got a choppa with the beams in this b*tch (uh, ay)
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix thе xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what thеy seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)

keep a couple of bankrolls, they stay with me (cash)
that b*tch not from here, she speaking j*panese (smash)
and her friend not from here, she from italy (smash)
kick em’ out the crib, b*tch this is not airbnb

yeah, i’ma hit her (uh), bibby gon’ f*ck her sister (uh)
run up on me, get hit up
choppa put you on the ground, can’t get picked up (uh)

[chorus]
got a choppa with the beams in this b*tch (uh, ay)
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)
choppa came with a couple of hollow tips (uh, ayy)
ride a foreign like grand theft a— (that sh*t would be hard)

yuh yuh, hey
ain’t gon’ talk
don’t n0body wanna hear it (uh)
pull up aight

shoot, please don’t come near me
i know they hate, i know that they fear me
i know they hate, i know that they feel me (ayy)
yeah, she said she love the real me
i said that’s cool, but i really prefer the pill me (yuh)
please get the f*ck out your feelings (ayy)
8*tec w’s, y’all ain’t winning (ayy, fire)

they don’t wanna catch a vibe, but i do (yuh, ayy)
i will win everyday, i won’t lose (ayy)
i’ma ball like kyrie aliu (uh, ayy)
c*ck it back, load it up, then i shoot (uh)

self defense, that’s what i do
suicidal, in my vitals
put my right hand, on the bible
put my left hand, on a rifle
on the run, on the run
on the run, on the run
first place, runner up
nah, first place, i’m one

a winner, you’re not one (ayy, ayy)
catch me shooting, til’ the cops come (yuh, ay)
catch me shooting, til’ the opps come (yuh, ay)
i am runnin’, out of options (yuh, ay)
love ain’t real, it’s just a hoax (uh, lol)
love ain’t real, it’s just a joke (uh, yeah yeah)
love ain’t real, it’s just a hoax (uh, lol)
love ain’t real, it’s just a joke (uh, yeah, ayy ayy)

got your boyfriend, b*tch you broke (yuh, ayy ayy)
ayy i’m thinkin’ too much, i think i need a perky
sometimes i take drugs, when i’m running worried
i don’t really care about it, cause i got a .30
i’ma ball like kyrie irving, and i’m stephen curry
i’m in the cut with my n*ggas, you know that we runnin’ up cool cash
run up on me it’s okay because i’m basically you on a quick pass
count up the quick cash, baby i spit fast

you should just get back, choppa up on me like it’s cl!ck*clack
bye [?], how i spit crack (uh, ayy)
designer on me, that gucci, that’s a mismatch (uh, ayy)
i wanna take a break like kit*kat (uh, ayy, kit—, ayy)
take a break up on the b*tch like kit*kat (ayy)
i’m stressed out, where the f*ck the weed at (uh)
you don’t got it, better get it cause i need that (uh)
all the bullsh*t, baby you can keep it (uh)
matter fact, just keep all this sh*t a secret (uh)
i’ve been ballin’ to the point i need a— (uh, yuh)
i’ve been ballin’ to the point i need a sponsorship (uh, ayy)
i’ma pull up, skrrt out the dealership (uh)
ridin’ in the back like john dillon’ chip (ayy, mob sh*t, gang sh*t)

all that, real gun (uh), no fakes (uh)
fall back, my phone, your b*tch
yeah she call that, came over, i f*cked her
i called it
everyday i wake up, and i’m ballin’
waitin’ on my downfall, but i’m stallin’

they don’t want no problem, want no problem
they don’t want no problem, want no problem
i don’t know counteraction, counteraction
walking stacks[?], goi yard, on my lap (uh)
moncler (uh)
on the vest, don’t attest (uh)
matter of peace (uh)
run our tests, i’m the best (uh)
dress to impress, vvs on the neck (uh)
that b*tch possessive, let me out of sight (uh)
ballin’ super hard (uh), i ain’t come to fight (uh)
why i brought a pipe (uh)
you ready to die (uh)
workin’ out my problem like this sh*t a 9*5 (uh)
run along, on the choppa’, smokin’ 95

i’m a dog bite (uh), i’m a shark*bite (uh)
this sh*t worse than a shark*bite, oh my
i was rockin’ off when he went spare time
and you wonder what i do (what i do, what i do)
pull up on a scene, off a bean, now you feel stupid
they be talkin’ dumb, but that sh*t don’t mean nothin’
they be talkin’ dumb, but that sh*t don’t mean nothin’

brand new guy, new drugs, brand new high
i heard if you take too much, you die
i am already dead, might as well try
woke up outta coffin, i was coughin’
smokin’ on the skunk sh*t, way too often
gelato and biscotti, my favorite, don’t get it twisted
pull up with that choppa’, our favorite, i’m on this sh*t (uh, ayy)

double tap yo’ b*tch like a twit’ pic (uh, ayy)
double tap yo’ b*tch, instagram pic (uh, ayy)
two weeks later, i’ll be crammin’ (uh, ayy)
double tap yo’ b*tch, instagram pic (uh, ayy)
two weeks later, i’ll be crammin’ (uh, ayy)
she say she from l.a., that b*tch is scammin’ (uh)
ayy, i love these b*tches, but they be too scandalous
i’m too high for all this drama, i can’t handle it (ayy)

tell that b*tch to go make me a sandwich (uh, ayy)
tell my other b*tch to hold the hammer
are you down to catch a body, can you handle it
too much molly in my body, i can’t handle it

go, there, i’ma go, there
up in l.a. cause i had a show, there
went to london cause i got a hoe, there
say she love me baby, tell her whoa, there
slow, there
i.d.k., b*tch i don’t, care (ayy, ayy)
slow there, not scared (hollon’)

need to get away
you a broke n*gga, back up, get away
i been ballin’ like kobe, shaq (huh)
talkin’ stupid, you would get smacked up (uh, ayy)
skate up on a n*gga like a blackout
h*ll no, i ain’t flirtin’, but i got the mac out (uh, ayy)
that sh*t dead like bernie mad— (no, uh)
bobby brown spittin’ like a crack house (uh, ayy)

i don’t want no (ayy), i don’t want no smoke
they be talkin’ (ayy), they a bunch of jokes
handy mandy with the tool, even though you broke
you must need a pimp, cause n*gga, you such a ho’ (uh)
remember you was callin’ me a wannabe
two weeks later, and you wanna be with me
don’t that make yo’ stupid ass a wannabe? (yuh)
choppa[?] kinda drunk, get to f*ckin’ up his kidneys

i was in the car with my, coos’ (yuh)
i was in the car with the goons (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i was animated off of the shrooms (uh, ayy)
i see all the colors in the room (yuh yuh, yuh)
third eye open, left eye closed
chopper on the hill, f*ck the 5*0
rollie in a whole different time zone
i remember when i couldn’t get an iphone (ring, ring)
things changed for the better (ring, ring)
now the hoes gettin’ wetter (ring, ring)
cdg on the sweater (ayy)
any weather, i wear it whenever (gang gang)

brand new clothes, brand new hoes (ayy)
get exposed
choppa’ on my hip, no reload (ayy)
tryna catch a vibe
catch a high, n*ggas, they gon’ snitch, testify
put your b*tch to sleep, lullably
they don’t want no smoke
i’ma cry, traumatize
i can see the pain in my mama eyes

presidential rollie like obama, time
ak on my hip just like osama, time
freestyle sh*t, i don’t gotta write
i’ma sh*t like i don’t gotta, wipe
sh*t’s so cold, make him bring it back twice
in your b*tch head, like shorty got lice
d*mn right, d*mn right
i’m that guy (heh)
she gon’ give me good head, like smart guy

i got gang ties, i got mob ties
ayy, graffiti on all of the stop signs (uh)

took too many drugs, i need to slow it down
every day, another city, another town
ain’t no bartender, but i be servin’ rounds
i ain’t on a diet, but i’m movin’ pounds
let me show you what all the rap about
let me show you what all the rap about
let me show you what all the raps about

i can go from the trap house to the heartbreak session (uh)
on the knees, tryna catch that blessing (uh)
ballin’ out, cause i shootin’ from westin’
but i ain’t on no court, b*tch, i use a smith & wesson (ayy)

pretty n*gga, but this m.e. still hit (ayy, ayy)
pull up on the scene, i let that sh*t cl!ck (uh, ayy)
i’ma pull up on them ’til they cl!ck, cl!ck
leave a n*gga cryin’ like a chick, fl!ck (uh, uh)
pull up on my friends[?] (uh, ayy ayy)

choppa[?] burn a n*gga like, incense
been a realest n*gga since an infant
your pockets out of shape, mine in shape
chop a— chop a bridge up, like a sensei
you a broke n*gga, but i been paid
pull up on the scene with a ak
and i don’t gotta shoot, cause my n*gga got it (uh)
you tryna ride me, then forget about it
tryna ride me, they gon’ smoke your top

speaking of smoking, i do that sh*t, a lot
i’m overdosing on xanny’s, that’s my plot
too much narcotics, my body can’t take it
i’m moving fast, then i switch to the matrix
roll up a blunt full of demons, i face it
i seen my songs, they all over her playlist
that’s supposed to be your biggest fan, but she mine instead (uh, ayy)
yeah i love her body, but i really love the head (uh)
n*ggas, they be snitchin’, tellin’ to the feds (uh)

ridin’ through your hood like my name lil’ red
i was ballin’ out, cause i do that sh*t a lot
play off shots, like a bad job
lay off, lay em’ off
fire off, fire on
i’m the man, lucky like a charm
get this on, f*ck a bodyguard
i take charge, stomp him like a yard
run up in his trap and tear the sh*t to shards
same thing that she did with my heart
godd*mn, not another heartbreak
whipped a rock, like another earthquake
pockets fat, yeah, they outta my shape
you ain’t talkin’ cash, then get out of my way

hotel valet
was the most boolin’ in the valley (uh, ayy)
from the moon up in time (uh, ayy)
what you think that you can tell me (uh)
smokin’ gelato, i know that you can smell me
i’m with the devil, i know that you can help me
huh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
i told her, save the bullsh*t for another time
but there’s no other time
smokin’ to my own [?]
smoked gelato out the zip
she left me in pain, poison on her lips
now i need to smoke my brains out
got gelato by the zip
i know i been through h*ll, but i lived

see, my name’s not god, so i won’t forgive
no, i won’t forget
i hope that she really get the gist
i know she gon’ swallow all my kids
g*money know that all these n*ggas hate
so he finna bless me with some hollow tips
if you want it, you can get a plate
cause i’m servin’ hot sh*lls off a dish
n*ggas gettin’ clout off a diss (ayy)
rollin’ your money, it cost your rent (mm)
4g out of the realm (huh huh)

in the winter, [?]
harder, way harder, [?]
money super shady, no slump
ballin’ like mcgrady, dunk[?] him
in school, they was tryna flunk him (ayy)
prolly the smartest dropout that you ever see
i be makin’ money every time, but they make*believe
pull up in the trap, the chopper, makin’ him vacancy
i ain’t never gave a f*ck about nothin’
i’m getting high with my money, i’m runnin’ up

i’m in, i’m comin’, i’m runnin’
i know them commas be comin’
i pull on them, i’m drummin’
i ball like okc thunder (uh, ayy)
don’t wanna (overdose)
i’ma be the ghost in the, room
i’ma overdose on, you
i’ma be the ghost in the— (yeah, i like that)
i’ma be the ghost in the, room
i’ma overdose on, you
i know that i’m playin’ love games
but i don’t think i’ll ever ever, lose
i know that all girls the, same
but it don’t mean nothin’, to you
hoes got nothin’, to prove
i just got a heart, i could lose
i ball hard on your avenue (ayy)

let me live, let me go
heartbreak seed, let it grow
vacancy, in her skull (uh, ayy)
let me live, let me grow
heartbreak seed, let it grow
vacancy, in her skull
ain’t n0body livin’ in her home
it’s just me inside this h*ll hole
all these demons stickin’ to me like velcro
say you gettin’ money, but i know it’s h*ll, no
yeah, i don’t whip the birds like f*ckin’ scarecrow

pave low, fresh to death
that be gucci with a halo
demons and angels, the devil with the halo
let me leave, let me go
heartbreak tree, let it grow
vacancy, demon women sing to me like doraemon
get away from me, you ain’t safe with me
b*tch, don’t pray for me
get away from me, you ain’t safe by me
it’s gettin’ hot in here
i’m in h*ll with the devil tryna lay with me
get away from me, i need codeine freeze
it’s gettin’ hot in here, devil lay with me

i’ma go
i’m the one that’s in the room
let me like doraemon
let me leave, let me go
heartbreak tree, let it grow (oh, yeah)

i can’t hold on, just a little bit longer
hold on for a little bit longer
then let go of me
hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
are you free?
try to get it straight
hold on, i’m free

i remember you were holdin’ me closer
now you hold me on the way to h*ll
remember, mama told me never talk to strangers
remember, mama told me never talk to strangers
but the prettiest women would be the strangest (uh)
i don’t wanna go to h*ll
i won’t go anywhere to h*ll
i don’t wanna make someone else cry[?]

i don’t wanna leave, i don’t wanna go
i don’t wanna leave, i don’t wanna go
codeine caught, got me too slow
lookin’ in the mirror, like i’m blindfolded (ayy)
side show[?], codeine, codeine, i’m in coca*cola (ah)
lookin’ in the mirror, but i’m blindfolded (ayy, ayy)
don’t been on the mirror much time for it
everybody know i’m rockin’ tom ford (ayy, ayy)
pull up in that ford, feel like fast forward
i’ma go to paris in the morning, need a passport

(ayy g*money, you finna dip out)

everybody sippin’ lean, in this b*tch
we got choppa’s with the beams, in this b*tch
got a chopper with the beams, in this b*tch (uh, ayy)
f*ck her, i’ma make her scream, in this b*tch (uh, ayy)
sh*t ain’t really what it seems, in this b*tch (uh, ayy)
yeah, i’m boolin’ with my team, in this b*tch (yuh, that sh*t was kinda hard)

in this b*tch, in this b*tch, in this b*tch (yuh, ayy)
too much xanny, too much perky (in this b*tch)
i’ma put the work in
strip club in magic city, she gon’ put the twerk in
holdin’ on the ring, yeah, i know that it’s hurtin’
when i get rich, i’ma buy my mama a new birkin
i know she deserve it
snakes in the grass, i ain’t f*ckin’ with a serpent
i got the discernment
money i’ve been stealin’, i still feel like that i earned it

stick up, ballin’ on these n*ggas like a pickup
so high, i was on the ground, i need to get up
i am not understandable, they can’t get us
these n*ggas broke, then the b*tch can’t n0body fix up
i’m too crazy in the head, no, they can’t fix us (uh, ayy)
freestyle my flow, i don’t never got it right (ayy)
see the future kinda like a psychic (uh, ayy ayy)
i told her to treat me like a bike (ayy, right, ayy)
go on head and ride it, spazzed (choppa’s on yo’ ass)

leave him leakin’ like he in the maxi pad
leave him leakin’, he gon’ need a maxi pad
harder than a n*gga catchin’ a taxi cab
call of duty with that uzi, but no lag
i rock subies, they too skinny, they won’t sag (uh)

hold on, hold on, i’ma really chase the bag
runnin’ outta drugs, i gotta find another plug
double cup the codein and you know i got h*lla mud (yuh)
i’m off boxin’ in molly, i’m takin’ h*lla drugs (yuh)
i get lonely, i take drugs, i ain’t gettin’ love (yuh)

say she want this forever, but forever’s whatever
b*tches change like the weather, i can’t keep it together
knock him out like floyd, baby, money mayweather
i know i’m that boy, baby, ballin’ forever
on a whole different level
got a rollie on my wrist, it’s on a whole different bezel
went to h*ll and fought that b*tch, i beat a whole different devil
get to rockin’ on this sh*t, lil n*gga, no heavy metal
my weave stickin’ to my back*wood like that sh*t a schedule (uhh)

i am the man now, i need to slow it down
pop me a xan now, she in my pants now (right, right)
please don’t touch these, that’s a couple of grand now (right)
presidential rollie like i’m up in the white house (right)
skate up on that n*gga, block it, look like a blackout (yuh)
i ain’t flirtin’, but every day i bring the mac out (right)
that sh*t dead, no bernie mac now
in his head (phew)

spaz, you know that i’m finna spaz
i wanna get to the bag, i’m finna chase to the bag
no boast, no brag
just shop, no tags (uh)
i’ma hit it from the back (yuh)
lean, don’t know how to act (yuh, uh)
pour too much, sip too much, throw it up (uh, ayy)

turn me down, pop a drug to turn me up (yuh, uh, ayy)
pour it up, i got this sh*t out the dust
got it out the mud (uh), f*ck a love or l*st (uh, oh yea)

[chorus]
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)

got a choppa with the beams in this b*tch (uh, ay)
i been boolin’ with my team in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
mix the xanny with the lean in this b*tch (yuh yuh, ayy)
things ain’t really what they seem in this b*tch (uh, uh)

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