[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Huh, I'm finna pour up a four (Yeah), you finna pour up a one (Yeah)
You finna pick up a fist (Yeah), I'm finna pick up a gun (Bitch)
I was just smokin' on piss (Yeah), you just was smokin' on bum (Bum bitch)
I was just smokin' the flavor, you was just smokin' on nun' (True)
I'm finna pour up a four (True), you finna pour up a one, yeah (True)
You finna pick up a fist (True), me, I'ma pick up a gun, yeah (True)
I just been smokin' on piss (True), you just been smoking on bum, yeah (Huh)
I just been smokin' the flavor, you ain't been smokin' on nun', yeah

[Bridge: Juice WRLD]
Haha, these n***as don't want real smoke, gang, gang
Ya dig?

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
Came in this bitch with a couple of shooters
You with n***as beefin' over computers
Baby, I'm tellin' you, your man a loser
Come this way, I know you be choosin'
Come this way, I know he gon' lose you
Pop champagne and do codeine, sometimes cocaine
On the way to the bank
You the, you the best that I ever had bitch, no Drake shit
I know I can get the pussy wet, no lake shit
Fuck all night, take Percs by the cases
Get so high, I don't hear what she sayin'
Somethin' 'bout a moon sign, somethin' 'bout a Leo
I'm thinkin' of an orgy, I'm thinkin' of a trio
She'll only cheat on me if you speak creole
Lost in Miami, gotta find her like Nemo
Old dude probably put woo on her, not surprised
Hope she ain't try to put woo on me, I'm not the guy
She don't know what I do with my dark art, it's why I'm higher
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Huh, I'm finna pour up a four (Yeah), you finna pour up a one (Yeah)
You finna pick up a fist (Yeah), I'm finna pick up a gun (Bitch)
I was just smokin' on piss (Yeah), you just was smokin' on bum (Bum bitch)
I was just smokin' the flavor, you was just smokin' on nun' (True)
I'm finna pour up a four (True), you finna pour up a one, yeah (True)
You finna pick up a fist (True), me, I'ma pick up a gun, yeah (True)
I just been smokin' on piss (True), you just been smoking on bum, yeah (Huh)
I just been smokin' the flavor, you ain't been smokin' on nun', yeah

[Verse 2: Hurricane Clark]
I'm finna roll up a zip
You finna roll up an eighth
I just cashed out on a whip
Baby I pullup in a Wraith
Gota stay away from 12
I can never catch a case
N***as be talkin' that shit
Get the hell out out my face
Get out my face
Get the hell out of my way
I'ma pull up with a kay
Sparky gone hit with a kay
Running from 12 everyday
Smoking this dope everyay
Baby i just hit a stain
Now I'm heading to the bank
I'm finna pour up the Wock'
I'm finna pour up the tuss
Icebox on my nge
My diamonds never finna rust
I just pulled up in a range
YoU just pulled up in a bus
I just pulled up in a range
U just pulled up in a bus
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Huh, I'm finna pour up a four (Yeah), you finna pour up a one (Yeah)
You finna pick up a fist (Yeah), I'm finna pick up a gun (Bitch)
I was just smokin' on piss (Yeah), you just was smokin' on bum (Bum bitch)
I was just smokin' the flavor, you was just smokin' on nun' (True)
I'm finna pour up a four (True), you finna pour up a one, yeah (True)
You finna pick up a fist (True), me, I'ma pick up a gun, yeah (True)
I just been smokin' on piss (True), you just been smoking on bum, yeah (Huh)
I just been smokin' the flavor, you ain't been smokin' on nun', yeah