Future & Juice WRLD – 7 AM Freestyle Lyrics

Future & Juice WRLD – 7 AM Freestyle Lyrics
7 AM Freestyle
Future & Juice WRLD
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    "7 AM Freestyle." - Future & Juice WRLD

    Album: Future & Juice WRLD Present... WRLD ON DRUGS
    Track No: 07
    ****, me and Pluto in this bitch like 7 in the morning, ****
    No sleep, ****
    Still been sippin' all night, **** damn
    Money drip
    (Wheezy outta here)
    Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
    I may invest in the extra
    I'm gettin' money, power, hoes, clothes, **** et cetera
    I'm on a whole 'nother level
    I take Perkys to fight all my demons
    It don't help that my bitch is a devil
    Came up in the hallway
    Servin' J, yeah, yeah
    Money comin' every way
    My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
    80/20, mine off top
    I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah
    Man you trippin, I'm spillin' the sauce
    It drippin' over, yeah, yeah
    Spend a check on that pussy
    I got designer all over my hoodie
    Yo' **** ain't real, yo' **** a pussy
    Look, there he go
    He get a few shots
    Out the Draco
    Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah
    Double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah
    Baped up lookin' like a king, yeah, yeah
    Bad bitch pullin' my sleeve, yeah, yeah
    Northside Gucci my feet, yeah, yeah
    Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah
    Bite down on my teeth
    You smell Codeine when I pee, yeah, yeah
    Sippin' on red lean
    Gun got a red beam
    Know **** from the red team
    They go brazy
    Pull up in that new thing
    I was fucking on a new thing
    Bad bitch with a tongue ring
    Came up in the hallway
    Servin' J, yeah, yeah
    Money comin' every way
    My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
    80/20, mine off top
    I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah
    Man you trippin', I'm spillin' the sauce
    It drippin' over, yeah, yeah
    Pour me a four and another, I love it
    Sip, sip, sip, uh
    It's me and Hendrix in the club
    Wonderin' if we gon' take your bitch
    We already got five, we was gon' make her six
    I didn't eat today, but I took the Perc
    And I prayed to God, it won't make me sick
    Pour me some drugs in the cup
    No rush, like sip, sip, sip, uh-huh
    Ain't got enough fingers for all these rings
    I'm drip, drip, drip, uh-huh
    Turn them lil' **** to fiends
    All they wanna do is bust clips, uh-huh
    Keep a MAC-11 with a beam
    I'm Gucci, don't slip
    Gold in your face, yeah, yeah
    Flooded out baguettes, yeah, yeah
    Came up in the hallway
    Servin' J, yeah, yeah
    Money comin' every way
    My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah
    80/20, mine off top
    I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, uh, she give me top in the Tesla
    I may invest in the extra
    I'm gettin' money, power, hoes, clothes, **** et cetera
    I'm on a whole 'nother level
    I take Perkys to fight all my demons
    It don't help that my bitch is a devil

    Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Jarad Higgins & Wesley Glass.

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