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Juice Wrld - Eyes Closed Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD & D. Savage]
Hold on, wait, ayy
Bitch, wait (Ayy, bitch, wait)
Hop out [?] told that bitch, "Skate" (Told that bitch, "Skate")
Ayy, I freestyle on IG live all day (Ayy, ayy)
Ksubi no Balmain (Ayy, ayy), Barack Obama, I need all change (Ayy, ayy)
Die my nails, I dare a nigga that think it's sweet though (Ayy, ayy)
Flamin’ hot, my glizzy like a bag of Cheetos (Pag of Cheetos)
Chip up on my shoulder, nigga, ain't talkin' FreeDOS (Ain’t talkin' FreeDOS)
Choppa stitch 'em up, I call that fuck nigga Lilo (Yeah)
Free my niggas, ayy, we stitch him, Lilo (Ayy)
Pull up and we, ayy, leavin' halos (Ayy, halo)
All my niggas (Ayy, yeah), dumpin' hollows (Dumpin' hollows)
Keep on talkin' (Yeah, yeah), you gon' sorrow (Hold on)
That bitch suck and swallow (Huh, yeah)
You won’t live to see tomorrow (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up in that ’Rari, but I stole it like a Monte-Carlo (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Look at my wrist, my VVS, that shit cost like your car now (Yeah, uh)
Skate on your bitch, no barcode (Yeah, uh)
Run up on him, that gun blow (Yeah, uh)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Freestyle flow, ooh, ayy
Freestyle flow, ooh, ayy
I'm fuckin’ yo' bitch, ooh, ayy (I'm fuckin' yo’ bitch)
Freestyle flow, ooh, ayy (Freestyle flow)
I'm fuckin' your bitch, ooh, ayy (Fuckin' yo' bitch)
Freestyle flow (Hold on, hold on)
Young rich niggas (Ayy, yeah), with some dope (With somе dope)
Freestyle flow (Freestyle flow)
Freestylе flow, wait, ayy, ayy
I got a cup (Ayy), I drop a four, what? Uh (Yeah)
I'm fiendin' for lean (Nah, for real), so I drop so more (Nah, for real)
Off-White coat (Ayy, what?) exclusive, ho, ayy, ayy (Ayy, what?)
Beat it up, I'm abusive, ho (hmm, bitch)
Bitch I'm hot as hell, lucif ho, huh, ayy, ayy
Dreamin' on they ass, lucid ho, yeah, ayy, ayy
Gucci my bag, that shit not for fashion (Go, ooh, for real)
I'm gon' keep a Magnum in this bitch, I'm 'bout the action (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Niggas talkin' dumb to me but I ain't with that cappin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
D. Savage said "What's brakkin'?", so we gon' get it brakkin' (Yeah, yeah, r-ra)
Yeah, ayy, if you got problems with him, that's problems with me (For real, uh-huh)
You talkin' dumb I pull up on 'em, shoot it and flee out the scene (Yeah)
I mix the Xan with the lean (Oh), I mix the Perc with the beans (For real)
I got more money than these niggas (Huh), It ain't nothin' to me (Yeah)
I run up the money, I run it (Bitch)
I'm in the cut with a gunner (Uh)
I'm busy ballin' like thunder (Yeah)
Drip or Drown shit like I'm Gunna (For real)
[Bridge: Juice WRLD, D. Savage & Lil Pump]
CB on the beat, ho
Yeah, I'm finna record it
Yeah, geekin' in the studio, that part, that easy bitch
Shit
Tell 'em, when real niggas get in the stu', that's when real shit get made, man
Yeah-yeah-yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
You dig?
In my double cup, I sip Wock', uh
Bitch I sip a lot
But I sip...

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD & D. Savage]
[...]
World is my toilet, bitch I shit a lot
I walk my shit, but, yeah, I talk my shit a lot (Though for real)
Your bitch talk too much, put my dick in her mouth (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say she gon' suck or nothin'
He wanna fight, that .45 hit him with the uppercot
Shoot him in the stomach, keep that shit 'til he had enough
Bitch, I'm rich...