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[Intro: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Ayy (Huh), water (Evil Twins)
It's the Evil Twins (Bitch), with water
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God, Juice WRLD & Both]
Hey, mister (Mister), I might give a Glock to my sister (To my sister)
'Cause it's a dirty world, you could get hurt (You can get hurt, huh)
Told her enemies to kiss my keister (Huh, my keister)
Hey, mister (Hey, mister, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, mister (Mister, huh)
I might give a Glock to my sister (I might give a Glock to my, to my what? Huh)
It's a dirty world, you could get hurt (It's a dirty world, you could, you could get hurt, huh)
Told her enemies to kiss my keistеr (Kiss my keister, kiss my motherfuckin' ass, bitch)
Hеy, mister (Hey, mister)
(Ha, yeah)
[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God & Juice WRLD]
Hey, mister (Mister)
Yeah, bustin' at these bitches like a blister (Grra-grra-grra)
TSA her any day, I frisk her (Frisk her)
Sippin' on this lean until my lips hurt ('Til my lips hurt)
Ow, my liver (Ow, my liver)
Know your pockets hurt (Uh, uh), yuh
Renegade, I'm 'bout my currency (Uh, uh)
You'll get a fist, sir (Uh, uh), yuh
Balenciaga sock on me all green like the Grinch, sir (Yeah, yeah), yuh
Your diamonds hurricane cloudy, they might need a rinse sir (Uh-huh), huh
When I attack her, my dick like a sword, I'ma fence her (Yeah)
Warm up my dick (Yeah), bench her
Call her my dear (Uh), Prancer
When she call my phone (Uh), no answer
I'ma dip on the bitch like ranch, sir (Uh-huh)
Spread the positivity like cancer (Uh)
Tryna kill my spirits (Uh-huh), they can't, sir
Dress retro like a lancer (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy)
Like Spongebob, bitch, my legs hurt
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God, Juice WRLD & Both]
Hey, mister (Hey, mister), I might give a Glock to my sister (To my, to my)
'Cause it's a dirty world, you could get hurt (Water, you could get hurt)
Told her enemies to kiss my keister (Kiss my keister, kiss my motherfuckin' ass, ha)
Hey, mister (Hey, mister)
Hey, mister (Mister), I might give a Glock to my sister (To my sister?)
It's a dirty world, you could get hurt (You could get hurt)
(Water my wrist, water my wrist)
Told her enemies to kiss my keister
(Had to snap on that ho, ya dig)
Mister, hey, mister (Woah, Evil Twins)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Water my wrist, water my bitch (Huh)
Hunnid round drum on the bottom of the clip (Uh-huh)
All these niggas my sons, I ball (Uh-huh)
And when I shoot my shot, I cannot miss (Gang)
Make a fuck nigga panic (Uh)
Shoot him like an episode, no manic (Grra-grra)
Not from this planet, Planet Namek (Yeah)
Came to Earth just to put dick in your aunty (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dropped a hoochie, pass this shit on, ya
Hate on me, you can suck my balls (Uh)
I said this before in another song (Uh)
You broke as a bitch and that's all your fault (Yeah)
Triple 9 my shit, this ain't no call
Play tag with the guns, nigga, don't get caught
Shots fire yo' ass, my gun a boss
Suck my dick through Versace draws
It's just me and Ski
I'm off the Perkys while he ski (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, no ICEE (Yeah)
These niggas washed up like Ice-T (Yeah)
Off a Tesla, I'm geeked
I ain't been sleep in, like, a week (Geek)
Big money on me
Like a hunnid on me
Tryna take it from me
You'll be runnin' from me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Bridge: Juice WRLD & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Hey Mister (Mister)
Tried to shoot at ya, but I missed ya (But I missed ya)
Now I gotta aim it at your sister (I'ma hit her)
What your peoples tell you about gettin' your fam involved? (Uh)
You got a funeral next week
Guess what, nigga? (Ayy, ayy) That's your fucking fault
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God, Juice WRLD & Both]
Hey, mister (Mister, ayy, ayy), I might give a Glock to my sister (To my sister, uh, uh)
'Cause it's a dirty world, you could get hurt (You could get hurt, it's a dirty motherfuckin' world)
Told her enemies to kiss my keister (My keister)
Told my enemies to kiss my keister (Kiss my motherfuckin' ass)
Hey, mister (Hey, mister)
Hey Mister (Mister), I might give a Glock to my sister (To my motherfuckin')
It's a dirty world, you could get hurt (Motherfuckin')
Told her enemies to kiss my keister
Told my enemies to kiss my keister (Kiss my motherfuckin' ass)
Mister, hey, mister
Kiss my keister, and take shots out this heater
Grra
[Verse 3: 10K. Caash]
Hey mister, don't you try and run we'll find you
With this 223 we gon' blind you [?]...
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