Jet Lag (Original)

[Intro: Future & Juice WRLD] We get it poppin' Chiraq yeah, we get the money no lesson yeah Uh These niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin', these niggas flodgin' [Chorus: Juice WRLD with Future] I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in Saks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Juug all day, just to keep the lights on I would juug all day, every day I was tryna get Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug [Verse 1: Juice WRLD & Future] Poppin' me up, drugs Got a bad bitch like Meagan Good Choppa long like a golf club Hold that bitch like Tiger Woods Fuck your bitch, I might as well I heard that her pussy good Aww, ride in the Rangе, ride in the Rover I'm switchin' lanеs, losing composure Rollie on me, no tick-tick-tick-tick, you know your time is over Gun in the bag, it go shh-shh-shh, you know it's a silence on it Money machine, it go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, keep your composure My niggas brazy as hell, shoot up your spot and laugh [Chorus: Juice WRLD with Future] I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in Saks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Juug all day, just to keep the lights on I would juug all day, every day I was tryna get Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug [Bridge: Future] Skrr, skrr Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr I'm cookin' dope (I'm cookin' dope) Skrr, skrr Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr I'm the mothafuckin' GOAT [Verse 2: Future] Richard Mille, no tick-tick-tick-tick, I fell in love with soda (Codeine) I might take your bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch and put her in cardio [?] (Yeah, take your bitch) Taking off with no jet lag (Taking off jet) Putting up Chanel on one bag (Putting up Chanel) Fucked up your sack on one sack (Fucked up the sake) Coke in my ice, put the bag tag (Coke in my ice) I'm in my griddle I don't need a mask (I'm on my grind) I'm on the skittles, I take off and blast (Pop one) Hop in a coupe and I'm driving it fast (Skrr, skrr) You can not compare me, I'm in my own class (Yeah, don't compare me) Become so rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, I don't know what to do (Rich, rich, rich, I don't know what to do) Money be coming they switch, switch, switch, switch, switch, my bank got so confused (Money be coming they switch, switch, so confused) I don't know who real no more, no more, I'm with too many dudes (I don't know who real, I'm with too many dudes) Turn your back today, fucked off a sack today (Turn your back today, FreeBand) [Chorus: Juice WRLD with Future] I take off, no jet lag Spend that shit, then make it back I just may walk up in Saks 50 bands in a bag I got a hundred, double that Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Juug all day, just to keep the lights on I would juug all day, every day I was tryna get Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug