[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Uh, yeah, huh

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
What's that belt? Hermès, uh (Uh-huh)
What's that? New Patek, uh (Uh-huh)
What's that? New lil' bitch, uh (Uh-huh)
Get her super wet, uh (Uh-huh)
Threw that bitch a bone, bone (Uh-huh)
I told that bitch, "Fetch," uh (Uh-huh)
Did it on my own, own (Uh-huh)
That's why they're upset, uh (Uh-huh)
Chopper on my hip, these n***as still toting a TEC, uh (Uh-huh)
That's gon' jam up on you, you gon' get shot in your neck, uh (Uh-huh)
My gun transform to a robot, call that bitch a mech', uh (Uh-huh)
I ain't drinkin' tonight, baby, I'm on Percocet (Uh-huh)
Want to beat her boyfriend ass like one-two (You dig?)
Her coochie taste good, soul food (You dig?)
Don't talk to me, I don't know you (You dig?)
You can follow me if you want to
You can swallow me if you want to
Tips hollow, and if you wanna die
Got it on me like, "Fuck you" (Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Backwoods, dank rolled
Big ass bankroll
Chains 'round my neck, feel like Django
But I'm not a slave, ho
You should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag', ho
Presidential gang, oh
Backwoods, dank rolled
Bigass bankroll
Chains 'round my neck, no Django
'Cause I'm not a slave, ho
But you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag', ho
Presidential gang, oh
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Uh, don't play with my slatt, yeah (Slime)
Keepin' that nine, hold up, yeah
009, yeah
She ain't badder than mine, yeah
Yeah, my bitch is a dime, yo (Dime)
Can't dress like this, uh (Slatt)
Put a bag on a bitch, uh (Yeah)
Put a bag on a n***a, yeah (Yeah)
Got a bag full of bricks, yeah (Yeah)
Came in with a bitch, uh (Uh)
What you know about licks? Uh (What you know 'bout licks?)
What you know about X? Uh (Know 'bout X?)
And I sound like SEX (Slatt)
My bitch complex, yeah
Lil' shawty the best, yeah
I'm in the brand-new McLaren (Slatt)
And my seats all red, yeah
I got some brand new TECs, yeah (Yeah)
We on some brand-new red, huh
Pushin' this shit real fast, huh (Real fast)
Shawty gon' fuck 'til the morning, huh
Fuck around, big, big bag (Bag)
Young, rich n***a, can't doubt 'em (Brr, shit, ah)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Backwoods, dank rolled
Bigass bankroll
Chains 'round my neck, feel like Django
But I'm not a slave, ho
You should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag', ho
Presidential gang, oh
Backwoods, dank rolled
Bigass bankroll
Chains 'round my neck, no Django
'Cause I'm not a slave, ho
But you should be my slave, ho
Rollie Ronald Reag', ho
Presidential gang, oh