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Out My Body by Juice WRLD [Intro: Juice WRLD]
I’m too official
Ayy Herb
I’m too official

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I’m smokin’ on Chronic, out my body
Thumbin’ through a check, wildin’
Get in the way, you get wrecked
Put away money and burn all the rest
Up for days, I ain’t get no rest
It’s just me and this Kel-Tec
Back in the day, Trueys and J’s
Criminal ways, droppin’ them sets

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Mmw, mm, mm
They don’t got no choice but to respect it
If they don’t then I’m gon’ teach they ass a lesson
We can fight or I can go get the Smith & Wesson, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Terry Crews, me and my crew, we woke up flexin’
One hundred in cash, I don’t do no credit or debit
On yo’ ass, bro, aimin’ steady-eady, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
b**ch, I’m a dog, I don’t got no heart, feel like Belly, uh
I take a p**s on my enemies, I’m young R. Kelly, uh
I take a sh*t on my enemies, they broke and smelly, uh
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
NLMB one-fifty, b**ch, know we war ready, uh

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Before rap, nigga, been war ready
On the block, Glock 2-3 on my pallet
I was tryna move, like [?] off [?]
I ain’t never want no two, I’ma sell it
War was in-evident
We did it better than niggas ahead of us
Ain’t leave no evidence
You is irrelevant
Shots goin’ off in the hood
Niggas steppin’ up, you wasn’t never there
[?] thirty shots out my [?]
Coke in the esse’s trap, I left my sweater there
Mama sent me to my uncle when I was broke
Went back to Essex ’cause I like it better there, uh
I was a troubled teen
Kept two cups, was a double fiend
Tote this pipe to protect myself
But a nigga disrespect, that’s another thing
f**k nigga a snake, I don’t trust a thing
Only did sh*t my brother seen
AR shots like thunder singing
EBK, what the f**kin’ meaning?

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I’m smokin’ on Chronic, out my body
Thumbin’ through a check, wildin’
Get in the way, you get wrecked
Put away money and burn all the rest
Up for days, I ain’t get no rest
It’s just me and this Kel-Tec
Back in the day, Trueys and J’s
Criminal ways, droppin’ them sets
I’m smokin’ on Chronic, out my body
Thumbin’ through a check, wildin’
Get in the way, you get wrecked
Put away money and burn all the rest
Up for days, I ain’t get no rest
It’s just me and this Kel-Tec
Back in the day, Trueys and J’s
Criminal ways, droppin’ them sets