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Hater-free (I'm hater-free), sucka-proof (sucka-proof)
I should change my name to Bishop, bitch, I got the juice (got the juice, straight up)
I

my gold teeth, need you close to me
Sipping orange juice and Champagne, watching ball games
I wanna help you but It's too late, now it's all changed

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

piercing lights, I empty out my soul
Burnt out as the orange dying sunset
You salvage my remains, though I've never been whole
You give me a new heart and I

wild burn by two's
I light fires bright
My mind gon' get right
I work through the night
Spent three days in hell
Man I rose and fell
I dove and I delve
I

the same day, turn around and be like, "Men are pigs!"
If I was insane I'd spray my face with a can of paint
Go out and try to kill Batman or go to a club

gon pound (hey)
Cuz we got the juice
Cuz we got the juice
Rollin' the street I roll a whole pound (aye)
And I'm rollin' with my dogs we left the dog

speaking on my name
I usually don't eat breakfast
But today I needed my grains
Bacon and some fried eggs
Orange juice for the hydrate
Didn't even need

to make it to hear this so, Long live Juice WRLD

Bitch


This ain't nothing new, you know I do this

You ain't gotta' say it but, you know my shit is

makin' complex into somethin' simple
A masquerade party while bartenders pass Bacardi
Lemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroof
Brown rag top,

to get a freak number
Thats how the Juice is, in the summer

With my crew, we just ride
Ridin' through the hood with my homies gettin' smoked out
In

a penny
it feels like a century 
I wanna lay in bed and eat
Ate enough to last a week
Alone there's never a we

Ya I eat by my lonesome 
Greens help you

Yeah summertime, man 
Get that champagne and orange out ya know what I'm saying
Get my Benji Blu on for a second ya mean
Hey what's up Live, what's

than orange juice
Know this concept is foreign to you
Don't let DS
On my chest
Confuse you
I know these rappers life expectancy is like fruit flys
Here

Woke up one morning, I remembered you
I took a sip out of my orange juice
Brushed it off like it was just a dream
Once we lovers now I'm dancing here

cereal
I'd even have some orange juice too
On other days my favorite is
Boiled eggs and toast
And sometimes a stack of pancakes is
The breakfast I love

a baller like Paul Pogba
The mark of the stigmata in my palm, modesty
Check the catalogue yo, we’ve been crafting odysseys
Yup, level Sophocles, level

fruit
(Pick my hoes like I pick my fruit)
That Georgia peach kno the ho got juice
(That Georgia peach kno the ho got juice)
PH hang low so it taste like

thoughts, want head empty
Then drink and drink and drink until you drop

I love my brain implosion juice
It makes my head go BRRRRRRRRRR
But will it stop

climbing, climbing...

Wake up and stare at the sun
Reach for a grape on a tray
Dragging a boat to the water
A head trip beginning to the day

Orange juice

Top Down

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

still gets cock when the fine hoes jock
Still smoking Indo getting burned out
Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
A show

your race, and you might get far
You got juice, yeah, you got the juice
Remember you got the juice
What would Bishop do?
Shit, where my chain at?
I been

I began to miss you, never miss my mama like this
I pour juice, I mix the fruits, I drink the grape juice
You know baby I want to taste your lips
Why

)
(Alright)
(Under the palm trees drinking pineapple juice)
Your desert days and my jungle nights, yuh
Wherever's you and I, we got a private island
The world's