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Juice Wrld - Vegetarians Praying To God Lyrics

[Intro]
I'm fucking that bitch, she like "Hummina, hummina"
5% Juul Pods on the way

[Chorus]
I'm fucking that bitch, she like "Humina, humina"
Pull up in a Hummer with hunters, a bunch of 'em
I'm finna run it up, I'm finna run it up
I ain't Maxo, but I got that cream
Plaques, DJ Khaled, I got another one
Bitch, I'm a alien, I'm from a mother ship (Mother ship)
I'm a barbarian, you vegetarian
You fuck nigga don't want no beef
I'm so ahead of my god damn time, nigga work twice as hard tryna get like me
Everytime I pour more, my bitch get mad, she hope I don't OD
Catch me rollin' a Backwood with your dead homies
Uh, smoke opps then run from the police

[Verse 1]
Huh, bitch, I'm No Limit, you know that's the gang, yeah
Kill him then we snatch his chain
All my guns big (Yeah), just like the London Bridge (Yeah)
Catch a body (Yeah, yeah, yeah), throw it off the Lond' Bridge (Ye-yeah, yeah)
We bring Armageddon (Yeah, yeah, ch-ch, yeah)
A cowboy and a pirate (Woo, oof, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause we plunder and pillage (Yeah, yeah)
But with that revolver, bitch I'm a savage (Yeah, bitch, what, bitch)
You fuck with us, gon' need more than a bandage (Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch)
Used to hit them stains, I'm a thief and a bandit (Bitch, bitch, yeah, yeah)
No Limit tatted on me, that's for life, bitch I'm branded
Triple 9 tatted on me, pastor's wife getting dealt with
Still thankin' God for this, how can I not? (Okay)
Still prayin' to God, know the Devil tryna take my spot (Okay)
Him and his demons sit and plot
Me and my demons sit and watch
Pray them angels got my back
'Cause shit's about to go off ('Cause shit's about to go off)
[Chorus]
I'm fucking that bitch, she like "Hummina, hummina" (Oooh)
Pull up in a Hummer with hunters, a bunch of 'em
I'm finna run it up, I'm finna run it up
I ain't Maxo, but I got that cream
Plaques, DJ Khaled, I got another one
Bitch, I'm a alien, I'm from a mother ship
I'm a barbarian, you vegetarian
You fuck nigga don't want no beef
I'm so ahead of my god damn time, nigga work twice as hard tryna get like me
Everytime I pour more, my bitch get mad, she hope I don't OD
Catch me rollin' a Backwood with your dead homies
Uh, smoke opps then run from the police

[Verse 2]
Every day juggin', I put in the work
I be makin' millions off of the Percs
I be makin' movies off of the Percs
In her pussy, I've been goin' to work
With the .40 I'ma go berserk
Leave a opp nigga over hurt
Two double three in the spinal cord
Degrassi him, his legs won't work
Now he can't run, take one to the brain boy, "Bonjour" for sure
That's what Herb' said in "Bonjour," for those who can't concur (Yeah)
G Herbo my mans (Yeah), G-Money my mans (Yeah)
Bibby, that's my mans (Yeah), I'm No Limit and (Yeah, woah), I'm No Limitless (Yeah)
Took a limitless pill, that's a Perc, don't forget, yeah (Yeah)
Drugs 'til my stummy hurt, 'til I feel sick, yeah
Back to the world, tell the planet, "Suck a dick" (Yeah, o-oh)
Extraterrestrial pills in my cereal
Just got off the phone with Peter, ten bands in the envelope
That's just for the drugs, ho
Rich nigga, put 15 baguettes on my big toe
[Chorus]
I'm fucking that bitch, she like "Hummina, hummina"
Pull up in a Hummer with hunters, a bunch of 'em
I'm finna run it up, I'm finna run it up
I ain't Maxo, but I got that cream
Plaques, DJ Khaled, I got another one
Bitch, I'm a alien, I'm from a mother ship
I'm a barbarian, you vegetarian
You fuck nigga don't want no beef
I'm so ahead of my god damn time, nigga work twice as hard tryna get like me
Everytime I pour more, my bitch get mad, she hope I don't OD
Catch me rollin' a Backwood with your dead homies
Uh, smoke opps then run from the police