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Juice Wrld - No Laces Lyrics

[Intro]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, 'ces, 'ce

[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood, smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'ma cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house

[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, I'ma live my life on go
Forever in my glow
Got the money coming in like go, go, go
Uh, all alone, I'm in my groove
If they ain't say I'm anti-social, you've been lied to
Ain't nothin' telling what I might do
Hit the strip, and drop thе top on the sunroof
Ain't no telling who I might screw
I'm just playing, baе, I only want you, you, you
For you, all of these things, I would do, ou, ou
(Oh, oh)
[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood, smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'ma cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house

[Verse 2]
Holdin' it down, run the town, smoking a pound, with my dogs
Guns work like merry-go-around, spin 'em 'round and make 'em fall
Uh, yeah, in love, I fall, make love in designer draws
Ain't no feeling like fuckin' your broad
Especially if you know that's your broad
Especially if you know it's not a façade
The magic touch, Wizard Of Oz
I'm like a static shock, an electric boy
You love me when I feel destroyed
I light up the night like the end of the tunnel
Then make her ride like a bike, Lance Armstrong how I fuck her
Ragù, how I'm drippin' on you, I don't follow the rules
Riding around, hell flames consumed my cool
Can you not tell I'm consumed in you?
I can't fly well, you're my rocket fuel
[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood, smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'ma cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house