Juice Wrld – You Wouldn’t Understand lyrics

Pepper good as fu*k, I need some straight drop though Juice Wrld – You Wouldn’t Understand lyrics lyrics.az Juice Wrld You Wouldn’t Understand lyrics Juice Wrld – You Wouldn’t Understand lyrics [Intro] 808 Mafia Oh-oh-oh, 9, oh, 9 this time (I’ma say this one time, one time only) Water Gezin Wouldn’t understand (‘Cause Ski with me in this b*tch, you know, gang sh*t) [Chorus] What you don’t understand ’bout me is (Yeah, what?) I never gave a fu*k about a goddamn thing (What? Yeah) I wake up in the morning, do my goddamn thing, I— (Oh-oh) Huh, what you don’t understand ’bout me is (Uh-huh) I never gave a fu*k about a goddamn thing (Uh-huh) I wake up in the morning, do my goddamn thing (Woah) I pop, I sip, I pour up lean, I— [Verse 1] I’m lost in my abyss (Uh-huh) Wake up, all I see is black, a solar eclipse (Uh-huh) All I know is guns and sex, load up the clip (Uh-huh) Told your b*tch to get on her knees and su*k the dick right (Freak ho, yeah, yeah) I’ma live my life like it’s my last days Don’t believe in slow, I’m movin’ fast paced Ain’t no Tom and Jerry ’round here, ain’t no Rat Race This is an outrage (This is an outrage) I ain’t sleep in like six days (I ain’t sleep in like six days) Poppin’ Percs, I can’t think straight (I can’t think straight) I still run it like a relay, relay (Run it, run it) [Chorus] What you don’t understand ’bout me is (Uh-huh) I never gave a fu*k about a goddamn thing (Uh-huh) I wake up in the morning, do my goddamn thing (Woah) I pop, I sip, I pour up lean, I— [Verse 2] I break the pill into minerals (What else?) Then I put it in my cereal, uh (What else?) They look at me as a criminal (What else?) Hate on the kid ’cause this sh*t gettin’ critical (Ya dig?) You got a Lambo’ truck, it’s rented though (Ya dig?) Look at my car, you can’t, it’s tinted, ho (Ya dig?) Bad b*tch in the back seat, got ten of those (Ya dig?) Hit her like a dance, gigolo-gigolo (Ya dig?) I got ’em puzzled, just like a riddle (Uh) Freestyle sh*t, I don’t ever spit writtens (Uh) Beat up the pussy, I don’t fu*k with the kitten (Shh) Thirty clip hangin’ out the black-ass Smith & (Shh) Catch me listenin’ to John Lennon (Ayy) With your b*tch in Versace linens (Ayy, b*tch) Or maybe Ozzy, or maybe Billy Idol, that’s one of my idols livin’ (On God) I’m in the party, I don’t really need no posse, I’m boolin’ with 150 (On God) That’s my shawty, finna get the boy name tatted all over her titties (On God) Remember hood rocks and stealin’ food out of Hibachi, wouldn’t catch me tippin’ (On God) Brand new shotty, twelve-gauge on that body, don’t let me catch you slippin’ (Grrah) Yeah [Chorus] What you don’t understand ’bout me is (Uh-huh) I never gave a fu*k about a goddamn thing (Uh-huh) I wake up in the morning, do my goddamn thing (Woah) I pop, I sip, I pour up lean, I— [Outro: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask the Slump God] I pour my lean up, oh Yeah, maybe I should try water, huh Water, ‘er Man, I’m on my way to fu*k your aunty, haha (Haha) And Ski gon’ double back and fu*k your aunty If I’m high enough, I’ll probably fu*k your granny My money older than your granny Probably not, your granny old as fu*k I’m finna buy my granny a car I don’t know which one yet though I think she like Corvettes, sh*t Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Oh yeah and my dad, su*k my fu*kin’ dick Uh, deadbeat This Dr.