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[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Haha, Max Lord preach it, haha
Gezin
Fuck the blunt up, haha
Yeah, I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
I'm getting high, I’m feelin' restless (I'm sad)
Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yеah
She ride it, like, yеah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
This Young Money ENT, fuck that negative Nancy
I'm still balling, I'm still balling, NBA on TNT
Came through dripping, D&G, always ducking TMZ
Flow still need that EMT, tell her get that meat and see
I'm still getting head by your favorite rapper, yeah
He said he don't eat the pussy, but he ate it good, I swear
And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
I just popped me a transformer, getting money 'til we die
'Til we die we gon' be fly, made a milli' in Shanghai
I don't need job applications for that pressure I apply
That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
But my flow still gon' be wavy and your flow still gon' be dry
I done fucked the world up, in ten short years
Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
Blue studs that's VVS, then get more peers
They been praying on my downfall, still need more prayers
[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
I'ma fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
I'ma stay up like I've popped 3 Addys
Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
Let's get faded and have a party, yeah
If you got that bum, put your hands in the air
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD & Nicki Minaj]
I'm high as hell
Mind everywhere, still mind over matter
Pockets getting fatter, elevate like a ladder
30 and a 40 make you percolate like a dancer
I'm colder than the North Pole, Blitzen, and Prancer
She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
Her ex-n***a too low, she don't got no standards
He ain't right, you don't live a better life
Ran it up like Jerry Rice, I don't gotta say it twice
This is real life, your n***a is Fisher-Price
I can read minds, you was thinkin' 'bout how I'm that n***a, right?
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
A 40 on me woah, you don't want no problems
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

[Verse 3]
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