Days Gone (No Vanity) (Evil Twins Freestyle Remix)
[Intro: Juice WRLD (HBomb)]
(You so fancy its a fantasy yeah)
(You so fancy its a fantasy ye-)
This is somethin' that—
Y'all, I don't even know if I even turn it into a song
But it's the realest shit I ever wrote though
I say
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Don't let the tight clothes decept you
Won't hesitate to pull up and disrespect you
It ain't no help you can get to, until the police find you where my nu—, young n***as left you, huh
You better play your cards right
Bitch, why shoot? Got a brand new jackknife
Knowin' damn well that you ain't 'bout that life
Tell me why the fuck you tryna act hard
Knowin' damn well you don't crack cards
Knowin' damn well if I stand in your backyard it ain't no danger
Ricochet your bullets
You a Cutler ass n***a, I'm just gettin' on my sack yards
Freestyle flows, no write it, see future, no psychic
She ride it like a bike did, she strapped up like a dyke, bitch
She do coke like a white bitch, I do it too 'cause I like it
Flexed up, huh
Next up, gettin' neck from your chick, yeah, huh
Chin check with this TEC, make you hiccup, huh
Go hard like a five on five, basketball game
Fuckin' with us, you get picked up, uh
Like weights in the gym, I will lift up, huh
R. Kelly in the cut, get my piss up, huh
You get pissed on, huh, with the pistol, huh
Like a autograph, shit, I initial, huh
[Verse 2: HBomb]
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
You know them days gone
You know them days gone
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
You know them days gone
You know its no vanity
Its no vanity
When them days gone
It no vanity
It no vanity
You know them days gone
You know the days gone
It no vanity
Its no vanity
You know those days gone
Its no
Its no vanity
When them days gone
It no vanity
It no vanity
You know those days gone
You know them days gone
You know no vanity
Its no vanity
You know those days gone
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
When them days gone
[Outro: HBomb]
Oooooh
Ooooooh
Ooh
(You so fancy its a fantasy yeah)
(You so fancy its a fantasy ye-)
This is somethin' that—
Y'all, I don't even know if I even turn it into a song
But it's the realest shit I ever wrote though
I say
[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Don't let the tight clothes decept you
Won't hesitate to pull up and disrespect you
It ain't no help you can get to, until the police find you where my nu—, young n***as left you, huh
You better play your cards right
Bitch, why shoot? Got a brand new jackknife
Knowin' damn well that you ain't 'bout that life
Tell me why the fuck you tryna act hard
Knowin' damn well you don't crack cards
Knowin' damn well if I stand in your backyard it ain't no danger
Ricochet your bullets
You a Cutler ass n***a, I'm just gettin' on my sack yards
Freestyle flows, no write it, see future, no psychic
She ride it like a bike did, she strapped up like a dyke, bitch
She do coke like a white bitch, I do it too 'cause I like it
Flexed up, huh
Next up, gettin' neck from your chick, yeah, huh
Chin check with this TEC, make you hiccup, huh
Go hard like a five on five, basketball game
Fuckin' with us, you get picked up, uh
Like weights in the gym, I will lift up, huh
R. Kelly in the cut, get my piss up, huh
You get pissed on, huh, with the pistol, huh
Like a autograph, shit, I initial, huh
[Verse 2: HBomb]
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
You know them days gone
You know them days gone
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
You know them days gone
You know its no vanity
Its no vanity
When them days gone
It no vanity
It no vanity
You know them days gone
You know the days gone
It no vanity
Its no vanity
You know those days gone
Its no
Its no vanity
When them days gone
It no vanity
It no vanity
You know those days gone
You know them days gone
You know no vanity
Its no vanity
You know those days gone
Its no vanity
Its no vanity
When them days gone
[Outro: HBomb]
Oooooh
Ooooooh
Ooh