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Juice Wrld - Bye Bye Baby Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm (Oh)
It's just, you know, this your world, it's your world (Oh, oh)
Just Juice WRLD, you know what I'm saying? (Oh)
Aviator

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
Just got done arguing with my wife (Uh-huh), I'm 'bout to sip me a Sprite (Uh-huh)
I got you covered in ice (Uh-huh), I got a butler for life (Uh-huh)
My partner told me it's shiesty (Uh-huh) and it's the one that's with Christ (Uh-huh)
I'm 'bout to bought me some ice (Uh-huh), I'm gettin' higher tonight (Uh-huh)
I want you out my life (Uh-huh), I want you out by the night (Uh-huh)
I saw you walk down the aisle (Uh-huh), I knew that something wasn't right (Uh-huh)
When I look in yo' eyes (Uh-huh), it look like you run some sight (Uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm takin' all the phones (Uh-huh), you can't have no gigabytes

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Out of sight, out of line (Yeah)
Piped up, alkaline (Woah, yeah, woah)
She all on my mind (Woah, woah, woah)
I was thinking 'bout wifing her (Woah, woah, woah)
Nah, nеver mind, it's back to the grind (Woah, woah, woah)
Selling 'Hardt likе my brother sold crack in his prime (Woah, woah, woah, go, go, go, go)
R.I.P. (Yeah), you don't like me girl, that's fine by me (Yeah-yeah, uh-huh)
Until you saw me on TV (Yeah-yeah, uh-huh), in the club with Thug, in the VIP (Uh-huh)
Off a 30-30 scratching (Uh-huh, bitch), sippin' dirty, I'm relaxin' (Yeah)
I ain't sip in a month, relapsing (Yeah)
I treat this shit like gym class, I'm tryna get my laps in (Bitch, bitch, bitch, uh-huh)
[Bridge: Juice WRLD]
Even in rappin' you gon' need more than a napkin (Uh-huh)
Blood, uh, gashing, fire like a dragon, yeah
Even in rappin' you gon' need more than a napkin
Blood, gashing, I'm fire like a dragon, yeah

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Chill, trippin' on that Bodeine, I had to take a 'dryl (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just came back from Europe, I had to take a trip (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I broke up with my ex bitch, that lil' ho a trill
Uh, new ho know what it is, uh, orgies in the whip (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 4: Young Thug]
You can be my baby, and this coupe can be the stroller
Thought you was my baby and innocent, but you a ho, ho
Due to the fact of this money I'm havin', ain't arguin' with no one
When you said it wasn't none, I was tryna tell you it was Juice WRLD
MAC-11 gripper, I turned the kid to a cougar
Dodgin' all civilians, but in case I keep a picture
I had to come back and do it to you, whatever, do it
I don't wanna see you, fuck that car, I'm gettin' an Uber
Matchin' the drip and the Jag', got a Goyard bag with cash, uh
Hunnids come outta my pants, then the wars gon' hop on they ass, uh
Opps at the front and the back
You just had the stick and you last, uh
I was just smoking that Back-wood, filled up with some grass, uh
I just been traveling the Atlas, remember dawgs on with big bags
I just been shopping so bad, spendin' half a mill' in Thailand
I just been shopping for bags, she got every Chanel they had
I pay they hunnids the fastest, no I ain't doin' the dash
She say she want me, a Barbie in bed
And ever since then I been shoppin' for ass
I put a stem on his head and he dead
I bought that stick for whoever wants static
Won't you tell me you feel by yourself?
Won't you tell me you want something else?
Did you know I been pushing stars?
Did you know I just been fucking exotic broads?
[Verse 5: Juice WRLD]
Pussy and money I need (Yeah, money I need, yeah)
All that other shit you can keep (All that other shit you can keep, yeah)
Don't be lackin', fuck nigga we can kill you in yo' sleep (Uh-huh, bitch)
One week after you dead, yo' bitch gonna be my girlfriend (Gonna be my bitch)
Chill, me and slime takin' hoes, it's a vibe (Uh, uh, uh-huh, yeah)
Run up on me, suicide, turned it to a homicide (Huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh)
My gun I personify (Uh-huh, yeah), that lil' bitch a ride or die (Uh-huh, yeah)
I don't need no writers (Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh), uh, kickin' this shit right off my mind (Right off my mind)
Chill, I got this shit from the trenches, I ain't never work no 9 to 5 (No)
Won't catch me washin' the dishes (Won't catch me washin' the dishes), ballin' on them like prime time (Prime time)
Me and Thugger swishin' (Uh-huh, yeah)
Boolin’ with this bitch Lindsey, she snortin' the Lohan, oh yeah

[Outro: Juice WRLD & Young Thug]
Oh-oh-oh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Oh-oh-oh (Tried to tell you)
Oh-oh-oh (Tried to tell you, tried to tell you)
Oh-oh-oh (Yeah)