Fighting Demons

You Dont Understand

by Juice WRLD

on Fighting Demons (2021)

(Intro)
Oh-oh-oh, 9, oh, 9, this time(Ima say this one time, one time only)
Water(Gezin)
Wouldn't understand(Cause Ski with me in this bitch, you know, gang shit

(Pre chrous)
What you don't understand bout me is I never gave a fuck about godamn thing I wake up in the mornin'
Do my goddamn thing(I, ohh huh)


(Chrous)
What you don't understand bout me is I never gave a fuck about a godamn thing I pop I sip, I pour my lean I
I wake up in the mornin'
Do my goddamn thing
I pop, I sip, I pour up lean I...

(Verse 1)
Im lost in my abyss wake up all I see black, the solor eclipse, all I know is guns and sex load up clip, told your bitch to get on her knees to suck the dick right(oh) Ima live my life like its my last days
Don't believe in slow im moving fast pace ain't no tom and jerry out here in a rat race, this is a outrage I ain't sleep like in six days, popping perks I can't think straight, I'm still running like relays (Yeah) relays

(Chrous)
What you dont understand bout isme is how I never gave a fuck about a goddamn thing,I pop
I wake up in the mornin'
Do my goddamn thing I pop, I sip, I pop

(Verse 2)
I break the pill into minerals (What else?)
Then I put it in my cereal, uh (What else?)
They look at me as a criminal (What else?)
Hate on the kid 'cause this shit gettin' critical (Ya' dig?)
You got a Lambo' truck, it's rented though (Ya' dig?)
Look at my car, you can't, it's tinted, ho (Ya' dig?)
Bad bitch in the back seat, got ten of those (Ya' dig?)
Hit her like a dance, gigolo-gigolo (Ya' dig?)
I got 'em puzzled, just like a riddle (Uh)
Freestyle shit, I don't ever spit writtens (Uh)
Beat up the pussy, I don't fuck with the kitten (Shh)
Thirty clip hangin' out the black ass Smith and (Shh)
Catch me listenin' to John Lennon (Ayy)
With your bitch in Versace linens (Ayy, bitch)
Or maybe Ozzy, or maybe Billy Idol, that's one of my idols livin' (On God)
I'm in the party, I don't really need no posse, I'm boolin' with 150 (On God)
That's my shawty, finna get the boy name tatted all over her titties (On God)
Remember hood rocks and stealin' food out of Hibachi, wouldn't catch me tippin' (On God)
Brand new shotty, twelve gauge on that body, don't let me catch you slippin' (Grrah)

Chorus)
What you dont understand bout me is how I never gave a fuck about a goddamn thing
I wake up in the mornin'
Do my goddamn thing
I pop, I sip, I pour up lean I...


(Outro)
I pour my lean up, oh
Maybe I should try water, huh
Nah, I'm on my way to fuck your auntie, ha-ha
And Ski gon' go back to fuck your auntie
If I'm high enough I'll probably fuck your granny
My money older than your granny
Probably not, your granny old as fuck
I'm finna buy my granny a car
I don't know which one yet though
I think she like Corvettes, shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah and my dad, suck my fuckin' dick
Uh, deadbeat
This Doctor Pepper good as fuck, I need some straight drop though

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