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Juice Wrld - Young Nigga Rich Money Over Hoes Lyrics

[Intro]
Like yeah, drippin' with that VOGUE
Yeah, choppas to the fa-a-a-ace

[Chorus]
Yeah, choppas to the fa-a-a-ace
Bitch yeah, let me put my dick on your face
Oh yeah, now you gotta fuck my gang
.40 in my hand, it's time to finger-fuck you, bae
Lamborghini in L.A., let's have a race, race, race
I'm in a Ghost, peek-a-boo, I'm in a Wraith, Wraith, Wraith
Hella bands in my hands, young nigga rich, ayy, ayy
Young nigga rich, young nigga rich, young nigga rich

[Verse 1]
I'm in the studio, don't need a pen
Bad lil' bitch in the back of the Benz
Perc' 30s to the face, got me on ten, I remember Klonopins
Fuck them Xans, young rich nigga fuck up them bands
I wanna fuck you but I want the top from your friend
Yeah, bring her right here, ayy
Say you wanna fight, Squeak hit 'em with that left right
Corey got the torch, don't come right, you'll get left right
G-Money countin' the bands, tellin' me I need to get my head right
Yeah, I know, put the money over hoes
Mix the soda with the four, mix the soda with the four
I heard your nigga was in jail, probably droppin' the soap
Keep a Glock in the coat
Put a couple shots through a nigga top
We ain't playin' no mo', we ain't playin' no mo'
We ain't playin' no mo'
[Chorus]
Yeah, choppas to the fa-a-a-ace
Bitch yeah, let me put my dick on your face
Oh yeah, now you gotta fuck my gang
.40 in my hand, it's time to finger-fuck you, bae
Lamborghini in L.A., let's have a race, race, race
I'm in a Ghost, peek-a-boo, I'm in a Wraith, Wraith, Wraith
Hella bands in my hands, young nigga rich, ayy, ayy
Young nigga rich, young nigga rich, young nigga rich

[Verse 2]
Young nigga rich, I was living in a ditch
Never really gave a shit, uh
Run up on me, you get hit
Choppa itchin' on me, kinda like a tick
Perky got me itchin', got me in this bitch
Higher than a bitch, flyer than a bitch
I'ma fuck your bitch, then she gotta dip, uh, ayy
Out of the drop-top, we shoot a nigga, I feel like Tony
I'ma go out 'bout that money, you can call me Tony, ayy
Choppa turn your face pizza, pepperoni
I remember ramen noodles, mostaccioli
Ravioli, now it's steak and shrimp on my plate nigga, holy moly, uh
I'ma fuck your bitch, ooh, slowly
Uh, ayy, pop a Perc', let it control me
AP on my wrist, nigga, fuck that Rollie
.40 on me, it'll kill you slowly
My homie with me, he'll kill your homie
Show no mercy to the phony
Show no mercy to the police
Especially after they killed my brodie
She love me 'cause I'm in a Lotus
I don't talk to her though, I'm antisocial
[Chorus]
Yeah, choppas to the fa-a-a-ace
Bitch yeah, let me put my dick on your face
Oh yeah, now you gotta fuck my gang
.40 in my hand, it's time to finger-fuck you, bae
Lamborghini in L.A., let's have a race, race, race
I'm in a Ghost, peek-a-boo, I'm in a Wraith, Wraith, Wraith
Hella bands in my hands, young nigga rich, ayy, ayy
Young nigga rich, young nigga rich, young nigga rich