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that's a 50 - juice wrld lyrics

[chorus: juice wrld]
bank account on 50 (uh)
my clip whole like .50 (uh)
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (uh)
bank account on 50 (uh)
my clip whole like .50 (uh)
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (yeah, yeah)
groupie showin’ me love (yeah, yeah)
they in the crowd showin’ me they t-tties (uh huh)
if it ain’t about the money, then f-ck it, get to the nitty gritty
bank account on 50 (uh huh)
my clip whole like .50 (uh huh)
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (uh huh), that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (yeah)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
bank account on 50
i ain’t talkin’ 50 thousand
i get your girl so d-mn wet, her p-ssy like a fountain
in the club i got my .40, n-gg-, f-cker bouncin’
that lil’ b-tch a basketball the way her -ss be bouncin’
you dig, the lil’ b-tch gon’ swallow my kids
if you f-ck with me, or owe me my money
i promise you we gon’ be up in your crib
yeah, we runnin’ in your sh-t, no runnin’ out it
yeah, my money long, it ain’t no runnin’ out
run it up, run it up, on they -ss
get the cash, secure the bag, secure the bag, make it fast
chi-town put it on the map, put it on the map like a jordan fan
choppa like a fan, burn ’em like a tan
bro girl gon’ k!ll your mans
so i ain’t gon’ fight your man
it’s a wrap when i come through, no saran
i’ma pull his b-tch like a card from a poker hand
bullets flyin’, make ’em dance
hokey pokey on they -ss

[chorus: juice wrld]
bank account on 50
my clip whole like .50
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, uh
bank account on 50
my clip whole like .50
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty
groupie showin’ me love
they in the crowd showin’ me they t-tties (uh)
if it ain’t about the money, then f-ck it, get to the nitty gritty (uh)
bank account on 50 (uh)
my clip whole like .50 (uh)
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (uh), that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty (yeah)

[verse 2: playboi carti]
50 round drum gon’ burst
double cs all on her purse
ain’t tryna f-ck with no perky
b-tch can’t f-ck on the perk
big bag with
smokin’ that herb
i just laid this on purpose
you know i got work
ridin’ round town with the birkin
.38 glock
ridin’ ’round town with a birkin
watch your motherf-ckin’ flop
i don’t f-ck no cop
never can’t f-ck with no cop
probably gon’ switch a couple
probably gon’ switch it up
beanbags all i did
like a motheruckin’ lot
wanna’ try and be my friend?
get ya’ll on the block
h-llcat ridin’ ’round the block
juice swear [?]

[chorus: juice wrld]
bank account on 50
my clip whole like .50
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, uh
bank account on 50
my clip whole like .50
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, uh
groupie showin’ me love
they in the crowd showin’ me they t-tties (uh)
if it ain’t about the money, then f-ck it, get to the nitty gritty (uh)
bank account on 50 (uh)
my clip whole like .50 (uh)
that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, that’s a f-ckin’ t-tty, yeah

- juice wrld lyrics

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