Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD - Face Off
(Intro)
R-r-reaper on the beat

(Chorus)
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off

(Verse 1)
N***a, what you wanna? You'll just get smoked like a blunt of marijuana
Every day I'm rollin' up strong, smoking Ganja, pressure
I'll be that way forever, I ain't givin' no effort
Get her wetter, I feel like Bill Cosby on Molly, rockin' the sweater
Pull up, I got that chopper on me, it's a Beretta, ha
Yeah, that bitch a Beretta

(Chorus)
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off
(Verse 2)
I feel like I'm Kendrick, I'm finna lose control out here, huh, yeah
These n***as dirty up in the ground like a mole out here
I'm ballin' on these n***as, it feel like a prowl out here
I'm ballin' on these n***as, I feel like a pro out here
I'm outerspace, shout out to NASA
Chains on me, I'm not a slave, I'm a master
Graduate with these flows, n***a, I feel like a master
A tornado or somethin', I'm a natural disaster
I walk up in your house and put your head through the plaster
I never had a father, yeah, I always been bastard
You run up, that's okay, that chopper turn you to fuckin' blast

(Chorus)
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off
Lately, I'm flossin', I feel like a boss
These n***as fresh out of the closet
Run up, get off, chopper on me make a deposit
You get dropped off, n***a, get popped off
This shit dead, motherfucker, ain't talkin' Nate Dogg
Want beef? Chopper'll hit you, ain't talkin' steak sauce
You lookin' for you homie? He up in the graveyard
Chopper tear his face off, wasn't a face-off
I just shot his face off, it was a face-off
(Outro)
I don't gotta prove shit to nobody
You can catch me fuckin' thots in your party
Fuck that shit, I am a homebody
You lookin' for your bitch? I got your ho body