make it sell ( all verses ) - juice wrld lyrics
[intro]
i can make it sell, no
don’t take no, no
[chorus]
take no chance, i won’t take no chance
you can’t have this dance
i am no longer your man
you were never my friend
you won’t hear from me again
won’t be a dummy again
goodbye, thank you so much for the awful times
[verse 1]
rain, rain, go away
save it all for another day
it feels like it was just the other day
i was walkin’ ’round with a sad face
but hold on, love goes on
i found a new one, proved you wrong
so if you’re wonderin’, i’m straight
lookin’ at your feelings in my ashtray
you wonder what i’m on
but i could give two f*cks what you on
it’s been a nice life since you’ve been gone
let it stay that way
[chorus]
take no chance, i won’t take no chance
you can’t have this dance
i am no longer your man
you were never my friend
you won’t hear from me again
won’t be a dummy again
goodbye, thank you so much for the awful times
[verse 2]
i get so high, i don’t ever see low
ballin’ in the paint, finna hit a elbow
yeah, i get the green, i ain’t talkin’ ceelo
yeah, i play piano, and i got the c*notes (i can make it sell)
pull up on his ass, choppa make him hit low
hit low, low like a limbo, let’s go
run up on me i blow, .40
make a n*gga call the five*oh
i can make it sell (i can make it sell)
ballin’ on these n*ggas, boy, i’m ’bout to shoot a free throw
headshots, leg shots like i’m d. rose
steal a bike, gta, feel like deebo
[chorus]
take no chance, i won’t take no chance
you can’t have this dance
i am no longer your man
you were never my friend
you won’t hear from me again
won’t be a dummy again
goodbye, thank you so much for the awful times
[verse 3]
i can never lose, that’s just what i do
me and my crew just walked in the room
a*acid and shrooms, i’m fly like a broom
run up get hit, boy you dirty like broom (i can make it sell)
gucci on my shirt, goyard on my belt
feel like i’m a wrestler, i’m flexin’ with my belt
i*i*i make all this money, and i make it by myself
and you know i got that fire, i can send you straight to h*ll
(i can make it sell) yeah, i got them bales (yeah, you know i got them bales)
i remember trappin’, movin’ bales (i can make it sell)
ups, i got that work, it’s through the mail
[chorus]
take no chance, i won’t take no chance
you can’t have this dance
i am no longer your man
you were never my friend
you won’t hear from me again
won’t be a dummy again
goodbye, thank you so much for the awful times
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