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Juice Wrld - Smith Y Wesson Lyrics

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[Chorus]
My wave, they gon' ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
She wanna get in my ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
I do not comply, not comply, not comply (Comply)
Why? 'Cause I'm way too high, but shit, get inside (C'mon)
Buckle up, lets go for a ride (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
…on they ass
What is you sayin'?, You never shoot [?] (Brrah-brrah-brrah)
You can go ahead and talk to these bullets in my pants
Not an erection (C'mon)
Huh, gun across the world, in the clubs (Go 'head ask your girl)
That's my Smith & Wesson (Brrah-brrah)
I'ma leave his block with a message (Brrah-brrah-brrah)
Go ahead and grab the extended clip, gun filled up with hollow tips (Yeah)
Ain't no anti-violence kid, I keep them bitches in self defense (Facts)
I mean come on, it's a brick on my wrist (Yeah)
All these diamonds be dancin', they jealous of it (Gleam, yeah-yeah)
"Jesus, I think he at it again" (Uh)
Got an AP on AP, no Patek in here (Uh-huh)
Say you want smoke, wit' lil ole me
I'ma feed you to my savages (C'mon), yeah, huh
Got a habit to keep automatics (What else?)
I’ma stash 'em up under my mattress (What else?)
Bring it out when the opps wanna battle (Uh-huh)
Bring 'em out when the rats wanna tattle (Uh-huh)
He a snake, yeah I know it, he rattle (Rattle, rattle, rattle)
All this Wock', I'ma drink it with Snapple (Uh-huh)
I get high, I don't beef with no rappers (Uh-huh)
Never leavin' my brothers, it's tatted on me
Hit the streets if you want my credentials (That's facts)
Everybody know Kyro now, I call him up and put shots in your mental (What else?)
We push up in the whip it go 200, even though everyone in it is 150 (Oh yeah)
Up the price on my wrist, it was 200
Plus a few hundred more, if you gettin' it (Yeah)
Then I went and bought a watch for my Mrs. (Uh)
The talk of the town couldn't miss it (Uh-huh)
What I’m tryna say is get realistic (Uh-huh)
I’ma be rich, you niggas is wristless (Uh-huh)
I spent your rent on my family Christmas (Uh-huh)
I got everything that was on they wishlist (Uh-huh)
And don't go broke tryna prove me wrong
For your sake I wouldn't risk it (Bitch)
[Chorus]
My wave, they gon' ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
She wanna get in my ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
I do not comply, not comply, not comply (Comply)
Why? 'Cause I'm way too high, but shit get inside (C'mon)
Buckle up, lets go for a ride (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Hop in the spaceship
Police tryna' follow, I'm too evasive (Skrrt)
Codeine baby bottles, I've been abusive (Yeah)
Brand new Diablo, remember Monte Carlo
Now I'm servin', listening to my music (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Kids rage, rage, rage, rage to it, last night too high, couldn't do it
I just be overly under the influence
But I'm in my zone, E.T. phone when I'm on my way home
My main thing just got a new thong, seen her put it on, so I did it all night long
Last night in the studio all night long
On that mic, I can't do wrong
Off of them Percs, make drug songs
Off of them Percs, make love songs
Off of them Percs, make thug songs (Brrat)
Totin' them gun songs (Bitch)
I could fuck your mom songs
Osama Bin Laden, I'm the bomb songs
Talking with diamonds on my mouth, conversations while I floss
We make reservations, lobster on my plate, bitch, I'm a boss
[Chorus]
My wave, they gon' ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
She wanna get in my ride yeah, ride yeah, ride (Ride)
I do not comply, not comply, not comply (Comply)
Why? 'Cause I'm way too high, but shit, get inside (C'mon)
Buckle up, lets go for a ride (Ride)