Juice Wrld – Evil Twins lyrics


Juice Wrld

Evil Twins lyrics

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$ki Mask The Slump God,


Juice Wrld – Evil Twins lyrics

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Mano
Ayy, ayy
Who it is? (Yo)
No, ha-ha, ooh
Deko
Juice there, sauce, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ha-ha)
Water
OG Parker
Ayy
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
R. Kelly, don’t make me piss, uh (What?)
I might plead the fifth, uh (The fifth)
Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh
Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh
Diamonds threw a fit, uh (Diamonds threw a)
Runny nose, diamonds sick, uh (Runny nose diamonds)
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, yeah
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, uh (You can’t)
Seem to be stunting, b*tches be nothing, I’m like Harley
He might be with Kanye, or Donald Trump, b*tch, don’t call me
She getting crazy on a webcam like iCarly (Bam, bam)
I say sorry (I say I say), b*tch (water), I’m gnarly (Hey)
[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Huh, huh huh
Like a bee, su*k my nectar
After that, give her lecture
In that pussy like Raptor, roar (Haha)
She pull up in a Volvo (Volvo)
In the sauna, my dick sore (Sore)
Pussy pink like a pig nose (Ayy, woah, oink)
fu*king mama on my tippy toes (Tippy toes)
Came up, my foot feel like kicking doors (Kicking doors)
Tell me: “I saw your ho on the floor”
Get on the- get on the- get on the floor (Yuh)
fu*king with these ni**as like “No” (fu*kin’ with these ni**as like)
b*tch, you better smoke on my dope (b*tch, you better smoke on my)
Take her furlong like coat (Yuh, su*k, suite)
Your grandma got hell of a throat (Grandma got hell of a)
My foreign long, killer boat (Low)
I lick her like an envelope (Open the, open the, oh)
So, I pick ’em out like eenie-miney-mo (Fee)
Don’t call, but you know what comes first
Don’t tell your b*tch I stole
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & Juice WRLD]
R. Kelly, don’t make me piss, uh (What?)
I might plead the fifth, uh (The fifth)
Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh

Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh
Diamonds threw a fit, uh (Diamonds threw a)
Really, those diamonds sick, uh (Really those diamonds)
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, yeah
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, uh (You can’t)
Seem to be stunting, b*tches be nothing, I’m like Harley
He might be with Kanye, or Donald Trump, b*tch, don’t call me
She getting crazy on a webcam like iCarly (Yeah, huh)
I say sorry, b*tch, I’m gnarly (Evil Twins)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Racks on deck, packs on deck
Run up on me, got straps on deck
Water whip up in the trap all day
Goddamn, I’m tired, I need a break
I smoke all that stanky, my weed got no hygiene
Scary-ass ni**a can’t go nowhere without his blanky
So high, feel like I see three of y’all
Gun gon’ sing, Diana Ross
Bullet hole in his Adam’s apple, now that boy is applesauce
su*k my dick like “Thriller,” she had that Dirty Diana jaw
su*k me, make it feel disgusting (Yeah)
Dabs on, hit my trap for the info
Ship it out, FedEx Kinko
Run up on me, got Heat like Rob’ De Niro
You would get jacked like Sparrow
Run that check-up, tryna get me a gold medal
Put that on my ghetto
Push down to the floor, everytime I touch that pedal
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
R. Kelly, don’t make me piss, uh (What?)
I might plead the fifth, uh (The fifth)
Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh
Tell a ni**a: “su*k my dick,” uh
Diamonds threw a fit, uh (Diamonds threw a)
Really, those diamonds sick, uh (Really those diamonds)
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, yeah
You can’t fu*k my b*tch, uh (You can’t)
Seem to be stunting, b*tches be nothing, I’m like Harley
He might be with Kanye, or Donald Trump, b*tch, don’t call me
She getting crazy on a webcam like iCarly (Bam, bam)
I say sorry, b*tch, I’m gnarly (Hey)

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