[Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Don't know what to think, when I think about you
But you okay
You like Dolce
Fuck me for this Dolce
Haha, that's some shit
Don't know what to think
G Money, we gettin' money, right?

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Don't know what to think, when I'm thinking 'bout you
But you okay, yeah, uh-huh
Don't know what to think, when I'm thinking 'bout you
But you okay
And you like Dolce
Just fuck me for this Dolce

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Elevate my mind, while
Fucking on a thot, ow
Elevate her spine, then hit her from the back, uh
I'm so high out my mind
That I don't know how to act
But I'ma keep pouring act right
Giving your bitch some act right, yeah, uh, damn
Then I leave that bitch in the past, wow
I know that I'm such a cash cow
I get the money then cash out, ooh, ay
I take the Percs 'til I pass out
Your bitch your memory and past now
I don't remember the past now
They don't want no smoke at all
Percocets, no Adderall
Tell your bitch knock it off
Man, just top me off
Pull up, the top is off
Drop the top on them hoes
Got yo thot she on the block, she givin' top to the bros, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD, Amore & Both]
Don't know what to think, when I think about you
But you okay
You like Dolce (Oh-oh)
Fuck me for this Dolce
Haha, that's some shit
Don't know what to think, when I think about you
G Money, we gettin' money, right?

[Chorus: Juice WRLD, Amore & Both]
Don't know what to think, when I'm thinking 'bout you
But you okay, (Okay) yeah, uh-huh (Uh-huh)
Don't know what to think, when I'm thinking 'bout you
But you okay (Okay)
And you like Dolce
Just fuck me for this Dolce

[Verse 2: Amore]
I just kiss her, no top
There's a blizzard on my wock
I know what you thinking when we fuckin'
Get high, live your life, don't rush it
Get high, live your life, don't rush it
If you gon' ride my wave, hit my dance girl, damn girl
What about the love I spent on you? Will I get that back?
Don't you play with that lil' Rug' boy, you'll get toe tagged
These n***as talking rat cap
I don't care, that's no facts
[?] like a flower, pretty girl named Rosa
I thought she was showing slime, instead it was coca
I'ma [?] break her, you can call me Sosa
You think she a hoe? Nah, nah, you don't know her
[Bridge: Amore]
I don't know how to feel (Feel)
Too many drugs and too many pills (These pills)
I don't know how to feel (Feel)
Too many drugs and too many pills
Fuck her though I'm off the dolce
I think about you a lot, lil' mama
She my drug, my marijuana
Be my ride and count my comas

[Outro: Amore]
I got shooters on the east and the westside
Hotbox in the whip, let the door fly
Free drop, drop top, let the beat ride