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Juice Wrld - My Bad Lyrics

Get max to pull up
Folks gon' come back and catch this shit
Baby whatcha on? (Whatcha on?)
Yeah, yeah (bitch)

Check my drip (yeah)
Check my steez (yeah)
That's your bitch on her knees (yeah, yeah)
I do whatever I want, yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
I do as I please (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Fuck your bitch then I leave (uh-huh, uh-huh)
On her Gucci purse, I skeet (uh-huh, yeah)
Did I say purse? I meant shirt (uh-huh, oh)
I was aimin' for her teeth (uh-huh)
Young rich nigga, that's for sure (uh-huh)
All these niggas, in disbelief (uh-huh, yeah)
When I fuck on a freak like Mia Khalif' (uh-huh, yeah)
I'm smoking that tree like Wiz Khalif' (uh-huh, yeah)
Free smoke, my niggas are chimneys (uh-huh, yeah)
Pour a four of thе red, the remеdy (uh-huh, yeah)
Relapse on meds, some in my hand (uh-huh, uh-huh)
What in the hell's gotten into me? (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Uh, lean, pour it up (yeah, yeah)
Take the pill, don't throw it up
Uh, yeah, Perc me up (yeah, yeah)
Ain't no thing such as scratchin' enough
Uh, yeah, baby girl, I'm sorry (yeah, yeah)
You hate it when I'm high, but I can't help it
Ballin' like the Celtics (I was ballin' like the celtics)
Used to sell packs, I smelt it, I dealt it
Two-tone skelly ap, it's meltin' (gleam, gleam)
Fuck your Rollie, I could buy that by the dozen (nigga, fuck your rollie)
Got your bitch heart meltin' (yeah, got that bih' heart meltin')
Had a big heart, now it's meltin' (now it's melted)

I got a confession, it's embarrassing (it's embarrassing)
I ain't know that was yo' bitch that I was nailing (I ain't know that was yo' bitch)
My fault, my bad
That's a bitch that we damn near all had
My fault, my bad, my bad
I been in my bag

That's your bitch on her knees
I do whatever I want, yeah
I do as I please
Fuck your bitch then I leave
On her Gucci purse, I skeet
Did I say purse? I meant shirt
I was aimin' for her teeth
Young rich nigga, yeah, that's for sure (oh-oh)
All these niggas, in disbelief
When I fuck on a freak like Mia Khalif' (oh-oh)
I'm smoking that tree like Wiz Khalif'
Free smoke, my niggas are chimneys (oh-oh)
Pour a four of the red, the remedy
Relapse on meds, some in my hand (oh-oh)
What in the hell's gotten into me?

Uh, my fault (my fault), my bad (it's my bad)
No good (no good), these bitches all bad (they all bad)
I'm hot (I'm hot), as hell (as fuck)
Three times platinum as well (three times platinum, as well)
What's that smell? That's that ysl
When I was down bad, I ain't had no help
But did that shit right by myself (myself)
What's that smell? Revenge in the air

This is for every time I couldn't afford to go get fly, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This is for every time she dissed me for that other guy, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now she on my line, telling me I'm the love of her life, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you not my wife, you really tried, you too trife, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go and say hi to that shitty guy, livin' that broke ass life
I heard you havin' his kid, I heard you gon' be his bride
But when I came through town, you was all up on my line
Talkin' 'bout how you fucked up, you should've stayed by my side
I can't hear ya' over my whip

Check my drip (yeah)
Check my steez
That's your bitch on her knees (yeah, yeah)
I do whatever I want, yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
I do as I please (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Fuck your bitch then I leave (uh-huh, uh-huh)
On her Gucci purse, I skeet (uh-huh, yeah)
Did I say purse? I meant shirt (uh-huh, oh)
I was aimin' for her teeth (uh-huh)
Young rich nigga, that's for sure (uh-huh)
All these niggas, in disbelief (uh-huh, yeah)
When I fuck on a freak like Mia Khalif' (uh-huh, yeah)
I'm smoking that tree like Wiz Khalif' (uh-huh, yeah)
Free smoke, my niggas are chimneys (uh-huh, yeah)
Pour a four of the red, the remedy (uh-huh, yeah)
Relapse on meds, some in my hand (uh-huh, uh-huh)
What in the hell's gotten into me? (uh-huh, uh-huh)