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Juice Wrld - Pre Heat Lyrics

[Intro]
(Drop that shit)

[Chorus]
In Chicago at a fifi, gun on pre-heat
I feel like I'm Drizzy, screaming Kiki
Thottie, you don't love me, plus you ugly
I find it funny these niggas don't get no money
Shooting at yo fifi, gun on pre-heat
I'm back into Chi-Town, I ball out like Nee Streets
Then mix it in my Fiji, I make it look easy

[Verse]
Hit my trap phone if you need me
Uh-huh, bitch, uh-huh
I got what you want, huh
Crack rocks, sell it to your mom
Neighborhood drama, now I got more money than your neighborhood hustler
I just popped a Tesla, now I'm in a Tesla
Not the one to mess with, know we keep them sticks tucked
Ain't shit sweet, you got shit fucked up
Heat up on my hip, up it like the summer
I don't got the commas, save me thе drama
I run up the bands and I fuck on yo' momma
Say you want smoke, in the cut with thе llama
VVS on my wrist, change it up like the tundra
Rifle in the trunk, bitch I feel like a hunter
Third eye open bitch, I feel like a monster, uh
I'm a killer, I'm a straight Jeffrey Dahmer
I'm a goon, but I roll with them goblins
I'm a God so I fuck on a goddess
That's on my life, yeah, that's on my life
I'm a God so I fuck on a goddess
That's on my life, I put my kids on your wife
[Chorus]
In Chicago at a fifi, gun on pre-heat
I feel like I'm Drizzy, screaming Kiki
Thottie, you don't love me, plus you ugly
I find it funny these niggas don't get no money
Shooting at yo fifi, gun on pre-heat
I'm back into Chi-Town, I ball out like Nee Streets
Then mix it in my Fiji, I make it look easy