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Juice Wrld - Zias Hear Me Calling Reaction Freestyle Lyrics

[Part 1]

[Verse: Juice WRLD & B. Lou]
Damn B. Lou, why you trappin' so hard?
Everyday I get that money, stack a star
Everyday I was in 9th grade, poppin’ bars
I'm so high, I can't see, I’m with the stars
I'm with Juice WRLD
I'm with Z
I like bitches
They all on fleek
They all some freaks
Wrist elite
Ooh, sippin' on that purple, ease the pain
Y'all got candy
That's some candy
...handy
I told 'em take this tool, no Handy Manny
I'm in the trap with my niggas, you run up on me then I rob you for figures
All of these niggas some bitches and bitches be actin’ like niggas, it’s twisted
Talkin' that shit imma hit you, I pop a Xanax bar after and forget you
I put my dick in her system, after that I rotate, fuck on her sister

[Part 2]

[Verse: Juice WRLD, ZIAS & B. Lou]
I slam that bitch like the Rock
I slam that bitch like uh- ok
I slam that bitch like the Rock
I pour a 4 of the wock
Rollie on me that’s the stopwatch
Semi-clip like a big cock, stop
Run up on me, you get hit
Hit you in your mouth, no lockjaw
I put my dick in your broad
You ain't on shit, nigga dot com
You ain't on shit, nigga
All black nigga, that is my fit
And my checks gettin' way bigger
Ayy, ayy, since 4th grade I’ve been that nigga
All these chains, I ain't ever been no slave, nigga
Never been a slave, but to these opps I'm a grave digger
Go figure, I up the tommy of Tommy Hilfiger
Your bitch is a frame, so she fit in my picture
Backwoods to the brain, ain't fuckin' with swishers
Ain't fuckin' with swishers, nigga I be sippin' that lean
School in session, nigga you know I'm the dean
Nigga I hit the club, fresh and so clean
AP [?], it's on lean
AP it's on me it's so freezy
Bitch, is you a-teasing?
Switch on that bitch, you is teasing
She stole my wish, not the sneezing
Asthma attack, when I hit from the back, I get so deep the bitch started wheezing
After that I kick her out the hotel and the little bitch said she need me
I told that bitch like "I'm like a teddy bear", her childhood she shouldn't keep me
Run up on me, then I may hit the choppa, it gon' heat you up like a microwave
Talkin' that shit then I'm on your top, imma twist your shit up like some microbraids
[Part 3]

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
Who want the smoke?
L-O-L nigga, you know you just a joke
Ain't got my tool but I can't fix you if you broke
I say, I say, who want the-
Wait, hol' on, the beat caught me off-guard
I come back and dribble left-right, nigga I'ma damn point guard
Fire them shots off if you work for me you ain't in charge
And I'll yellowbone, not a redbone, stay yellowbone like-like Marge
Money like Simpson, nigga
I ain't talkin' Jessica Simpson, nigga
But if you check my network, I got that Jessica Simpson figure
Pull up on him, I kill him
I put my dick in her system, after that I put my dick in her sister
Said it last time, but I had to revisit it
All of my niggas be killin', I feel like a librarian, I ain't talkin'
Give her the D in the office, fuck from the back, she say I'm awfully awesome
I got powers like Austin, I'll send my niggas run through your apartment
Pull up and I spark it, in the back of the bus parkin'
Nigga I'm Rosa Parkin'
Two hoes at a time in this yacht then catch me Noah's Arkin
I get cash all day, but you know what happen when that nina sparkin'
I feel like Bonaparte, nigga
You run up on me, I smoke you like gas, rollin' up all your fart, nigga