Lyrics
, yeah. still high, still like fuck you niggas, i don't play with guns but we call them toys, totin' big straps that make a lot of noise, talking big money, niggas better know it, gun never on safety, i'm paranoid, i don't pull it out unless i'm 'bout to shoot, i got military guns, i got goons too, tryna' find me, where your black suit, you think you gon' catch me slippin', you a damn fool, my bitches strapped, they keep it in they purse, tryna' ride up on me now you ridin' a hearse, that trippy shit, i'm on another planet, niggas hating on me i'm bullet proof, a phantom, ridin' in a black car, ridin' with a black bag, black gloves, black hoodie, ridin' with a black mask, i know niggas scared, so don't try to flex, a couple of bullets hit his body tore up his chest, a hundred rounds, i won't miss ya ass, put your ass on a shirt saying they miss your ass, your family miss you, your girl miss you, the niggas miss you, juicy j i won't miss ya, i won't miss ya juicy j i won't miss ya,
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Artist: juicy j