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Juice Wrld - Oreo Matt Ox Version Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
(Gezin)
Yeah, good drip (Uh)
(808 Mafia)
I think I dropped like, deuce in this motha' fuckin' cup, nigga
Fuck nigga

[Chorus: Matt OX]
Big ol' chain, it go like bling
On that with the flame, on my back
And I'm still the same, I never change
I'm counting up this bank, til' I got bank note
I'm stacking up this cake, til' I had enough
And most y'all rappers fake, til' the cap is up
And I just spent one day, what you made, in a couple months
I be out my way, out my way, but I ain't in a rush

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Sippin' lean, lean
She from Thailand, call her Ling Ling
I've been ballin', Kyrie Irving
Keep the grrah-grrah, in the Birkin
Workin' hard, hardly workin'
Sippin' 'Hardt, syrup surfin'
Home Alone, Macaulay Culkin
I got the floor right now, bitch I'm talkin'
Pedal to the floor right now, engine roarin'
Want a 'Rari, but I still wanna whip a DeLorean
Thеy say money change niggas, I makin' cha-millions
I'm a cold blooded killеr, yeah, amphibian
I'm a rugrat nigga, yeah, Aunt Vivian
Choppa make you run 8 miles like Eminem
I feel her pain when she give me brain, I'm her therapist
Feel like Bane, I'ma bring the pain on that scary shit
I keep that cannon next to me, yeah, that Mariah Carey shit
Don't fuck with pussies, don't fuck with rats, ain't on that Tom & Jerry shit
My niggas scrap, my niggas shoot, the results may vary
And we stay masked up, nigga Jim Carrey
Nigga Jim Carrey
[Chorus: Matt OX]
Big ol' chain, it go like bling
On that with the flame, on my back
And I'm still the same, I never change
I'm counting up this bank, til' I got bank note
I'm stacking up this cake, til' I had enough
And most y'all rappers fake, til' the cap is up
And I just spent one day, what you made, in a couple months
I be out my way, out my way, but I ain't in a rush

[Verse 2: Matt OX]
I know they hate it
Cuz they know we made it
Stacking up my dough, boy you know I'm paper chasin'
Tryna' make the most so I'm still, paper racing, racing
New drip, it's the latest
I'm cooking up this cake I got it bakin'
You ain't that boy, just face it
I might play her like a violin
Little boy you better stop tryin', yeah
Yeah, I'm with the fightin', I might pop out like a vitamin

[Chorus: Matt OX]
Big ol' chain, it go like bling
On that with the flame, on my back
And I'm still the same, I never change
I'm counting up this bank, til' I got bank note
I'm stacking up this cake, til' I had enough
And most y'all rappers fake, til' the cap is up
And I just spent one day, what you made, in a couple months
I be out my way, out my way, but I ain't in a rush