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slenderman (session) complete lyrics - juice wrld lyrics

[intro]
i pop up like slender man, huh yeah
i pop up like slender man, man
hey

[chorus 1]
i pop up like slender man, uh
gucci boots, i don’t wear no timberlands
scooby*doo b*tches, they be medaling
who are you, we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from nevereverland
keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
you either k!ll or be k1lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over hеre, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over hеre, you bound to win

[verse 1]
uh huh, yeah, said that sh*t, i meant it
uh huh, yeah, it’s money over b*tches
uh huh, yeah, you n*ggas don’t see the difference
that’s why you broke and i’m rich, because i see the difference
i spent a 100k a month, i don’t got sh*t to show for it
but i ain’t worry bout sh*t, i know i could always make more
racks came in, stretch it out the long way
came a long way from wearing shoes up in them hallways, yeah
i did it by myself, ain’t had no company
ay, everybody get they hands out now, f*ck do you want from me?
you want the secret to my sauce, you don’t wanna be
you would never ever be a boss, look at my party
[chorus]
i pop up like slender man
gucci boots, i don’t wear no temper lens
scooby*doo b*tches, they be mad or lit
who are you? we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from nevereverland
keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
you either k!ll or be k!lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win

[verse 2]
ay, thrax came in with the quickness
in the studio makin’ smash hits
i’m feelin’ bored today, i may smash a b*tch
ayy, bought a porsche today, then i’ll crash the sh*t
ayy, uh, uh, pull up to the dealership
in the back of that chrysler
i feel like john dillon, sh*t
ayy, first off, f*ck my school and f*ck my princ*p*l
uh, off these percocet’s, i feel like i’m invisible
uh, count the money up, you n*ggas don’t get that princ*p*l
uh, i got packs, they in the mail, they in the envelope
uh, you ain’t dope, you ain’t dope, b*tch, you ready dope
uh, like a cigarette or sum’, we got all the smoke
murder what i did, murder what she wrote
she love all the, uh, yeah, she was throwin’ coke
that b*tch know, uh, they, path like g.i.joe
giant on me, no fee fi fo, i ball out, no finger*roll
eyes red, demon hoe, and i f*ck the demon hoes
small of all my s*m*n, hoe, all my songs got meaning, hoe
i’m in too deep like the ocean, i’m off of that purple potion
catch him lacking in the open, like a cigarette
i’ma smoke him
lol, these n*ggas joking, like my stock
i’m getting broker
run up on me, i shoot, it’s over
[pre chorus]
bad hoes, i be smashin’ or somethin’
listenin’ to smashin’ pumpkins
and her ass for nothin’
she said she ain’t shake her ass for nothin’
uh, in the strip club, make it rain, hoe
loaded into [???], oh
f*ck, n*gga, need to keep the case closed
40 on me, pull it out, i reload, uh yea
that b*tch for the season like the glee show, uh ay
baper for up on k, but i’m not hero, uh ay
b*tch i’m not cold, i’m sub zero, uh ay
you take my soul, that’s for the low, yuh ay

[verse 3]
stitch a n*gga up like lilo
pull up on the scene with my foe*ooh*oh
n*ggas talking diamond until i lose control*oh
can’t get back, c*ck it back i load it up and let it go*oh
n*ggas couldn’t tell, they know i’m on the roll*oh
ballin’ on that bull sh*t like derrick rose
ballerina with that nina twinkle toes
tmz don’t play with me, boy you get expose
wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
bad b*tch layin’ next to me, she eat my s*m*n
40 on my hip, best believe it’s beamin’
i’ve been tryna k!ll a n*gga, d*mn, i’m feinin’
wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
bad b*tch next to me, she gon’ eat my s*m*n
40 on my hip, best believe it’s beamin’
hunnid’ on my wrist, super cold
i may catch the flu
talk it down to me, i pull up to your avenue
brand new gun, i can’t wait to use it on your b*tch ass
gotta k!ll everybody on the scene, i know y’all be snitchin’
yeah, count the money up, spin it and make it back again
i ain’t broke, i ain’t goin’ to sell it packs again
i remember i was shoppin’ up in paxon
that n*gga a be pullin’ up in that benz wagon
now that n*gga pull up, i’m flexin’ and i’m braggin’
suvy with the balmains, it’s best believe they saggin’
take the tags off, cause you know my life is tagless
i told her i ain’t worked up, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch
b*tch, i’m perc’d up, try to, huh yeah, you hurt up
you can’t hurt us, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
valentino, sellin’ c*notes
i’m bout’ my green, b*tch, i feel like c*lo
up down, left, right, x, and y, that’s the cheat code
bad b*tch came farino, met her at a casino heard she be
sellin’ c*notes, keep that on, d*lo
steal your bike, deebo, make you shuffle, d*lo pull up on his ass, up down, left and right, x, y, cheat code
gungo sing like leashow, babe, i’m a k*pop no hero it ain’t no competition, i’ve been counting up my money
and my dividends
we finna get it in, back when i was selling lean
it wasn’t no middle man, we was mixing up the green
with that purple sh*t, selling it for the hot

came a long way from watching my brother in the kitchen
flippin’ bricks, he in the hills, but he was serving
chickens, uh*huh, yeah

[verse 4]
chase the check, erase, f*ck then erase the b*tch
the b*tch with the rain, mac*11, tear your face off
then she dead, then she they, dawg
finally fell in love with the lean
i just bought an 8 now, finna buy another 4
look like i just got a gun with a beam
i don’t trust no one, f*ck around and shoot a hoe
i won’t give a f*ck about nothing
do it by myself, i don’t need no help
try to learn the lesson, count your blessings
try me if you want, i got this smith and weston
tryna learn a lesson, count your blessings
try me if you want, i got a smith and weston
pull up and drop, sir flex a lot, pretty n*gga with a mop, please don’t get shot
i’m not gonna lie, i done been through a lot just to get to where i am, just to get to this spot
i know they hate me a lot, a bunch of love me not’s

[verse 5]
girl come through, friends come too
i know she don’t love me but she love grey goose
brand new me, same old you
you’re a magazine, baby, you’re old news
xans my boo, i took two
never have i ever met a plug like you
never have i ever met a drug like you
never have i ever found a love like you
talk like this, cause i walk like this
i was drunk, off the perc, tryna drive my sh*t
hog my, ooh, walk my sh*t
you can’t walk like this, tell her get like this
pose for the pics, i can f*ck your b*tch
think i need her, i don’t want her
i ain’t in summer
been a long time since the summer
yeah ay, last night break was a bummer
yeah ay, give a good pipe like a plumber
yeah, five blunts to the strong marijuana
yeah, rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
codeine pressure, codeine forever
rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
codeine pressure, codeine forever
keep it together, show no effort
keep it together, show no effort
i remember driving civics, and i ain’t get it
now that n*gga getting richer, getting to the riches
these n*ggas trippin’, i ain’t switchin’
i’m in the same lane, k!llin’ all the competition
she on the cocaine, she was f*cking all my n*ggas
that b*tch a vacuum, she was sucking all my n*ggas
you run up on me, i got my hand up on my trigger
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
in the studio, vibing to survive
i ain’t low bae, i touch the new high
that b*tch’ll eat whole team like five guys
all these p*ssy n*ggas get mad at life

[chorus]
i pop up like slender man
gucci boots, i don’t wear no timberlands
scooby*doo, b*tches, they be mad to land
who are you? we were never ever friends
where i’m from? i’m from nevereverland
keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
you either k!ll or be k!lled over here, afghanistan
i pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
but as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win

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