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Juice Wrld - I Will Follow Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Every time me and slime get together it's a wave, slatt
(Tank God)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
Road to redemption, babygirl, I will follow (I will follow)
You can be my baby and my dick can be your bottle (Dick can be your bottle)
She got magic how she catch it and she swallow (And she swallow)
Ferragamo body, watch for your bubble (Your bubble, oh)
I hope you never change on me for clout (For clout, no)
I hope you never look at me in doubt (In doubt, no)
I heard you single, what is they talkin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout, oh)
You gonna end up on the sunny south (South, oh), yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
Lookin' at the phone, waitin' for your call, I'm thinkin' 'bout you (I'm thinkin' 'bout you)
Break the street code, I don't give a damn, I'll rat about you, yeah (Yeah, I'll rat about you)
I can't put it into words, I'd be sad without you, baby (I'd be sad without you)
No appetite, no busy bees, no Applebees, baby (No Applebees, baby)
Only thing that'd be equal to you is yo' twin, baby (Yo' twin, baby)
I dropped out of books and got no win in it (No win in it)
I wrote all my shit without no pen, get it (No pen, get it)
Meet me with your friends, help me enjoy your city (Enjoy your city)
All of your bitches wan' be my friend (Wan' be my friend)
If you wan' know why she suckin' dick (Why she suckin' dick)
Probably how niggas are leakin' it (Lickin' it)
Rolex diamonds and a new AP (Clean)
Ran up a check without wearing Nikes (Ran up a check without)
I know your woman wanna be my queen (I know your woman wanna)
I know your address, so shit can flip (Stick and flip, grrt)
I don't get reception, no, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Smart as I slime (Smart as I slime)
All these coins on ice, tonight (On ice)
Let me text her line, your life's line (Your life's line)
Leadin' the blind (I'm leadin' the blind)
Baby, I got you on
Ninety percent of 'em bad to the bone (To the bone)
I bought this bitch some Rihanna stones (Stones)
Now she know why the weather's changed to storm (It's changed to storm)
You play hockey on my wrist (My wrist, my wrist, my wrist)
It ain't no hidin' both my wrists (Ice up off my wrist, off my wrist), You should try this
I got persuasion, I can tell you not my bitch
I got old ladies dreamin' 'bout bein' with me, bitch
You should try this (You can try this)
You should try this (On God)
Drink my spit, freaky bitch (On God)
You can tell me if you ain't on this shit (If you ain't on this shit)
I get 'em hit (I get 'em hit)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
You can play hockey on my wrists (On my wrists)
AP shit, it's gon' shine, it's gon' glist (It's gon' glist)
Yo' diamonds like piss, yeah
Good personality, but bitch, you bad (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you leave me, then I'm gon' be sad (Gon' be sad)
I first met you like three years ago (Three years ago)
I saw your face in this dream I had (Dream I had)
Then I woke up layin' next to the ho I smashed (Ya' dig?)
It wasn't you, so it made me mad (Huh)
AP my wrist, Gucci my bitch
YSL clique, it's me and slime
150 shit, No Limit shit
That's the gang, I'm gon' ride
If you try me or my crew, yeah, he gon' die
This nina clean, totin' that thing, thirty clip in a forty-five (Yeah)
Extended clip, don't try it (Don't try it)
Hear that click-clack, then them bullets flyin'
When you're in my presence, acknowledge it
I got these millions just to see my momma rich (My momma)
Ladders I climb (Ladders I climb)
I'm talkin' about the ladders to life (To life)
I'm goin' to the top, where I shine (Where I shine)
Feel like Tony Hawk, on my grind (On my grind), ya dig?
Thugger be my clique (Bang), try me, you get sent up (Yeah)
Gang totin' them sticks (Slimes), we'll send this shit up (Grrah)
That's on my life, my life (My life)
I may just buy my momma a car tonight, I'm rich (I love you momma)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
Road to redemptions, babygirl, I will follow (I will follow)
You can be my baby and my dick can be your bottle (And it can be your bottle)
She got magic how she catch it and she swallow (And, yeah)
Ferragamo body, watch for your bubble (Your bubble, oh)
I hope you never change on me for clout (Oh)
I hope you never look at me in doubt (Yeah, yeah)
I heard you single, what is they talkin' 'bout? (Single, let me know)
You gonna end up on the sunny south (Yeah, for sure), yeah