Hell

[Intro: Juice WRLD]

(Enviyon on the mix)

Ayy, ayy, yeah

I think I love you, ayy

Sike with that, huh

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

I'm in Hell, lie in Hell, that shit normal to me, huh

Ain't no fairy tale, demons tormenting me, huh

Drugs help me sleep, I need strong, fuck that weak shit

Lines of that Ye, got my stripes, no Adidas

Percocet, codeine, you know how I bleed, ayy

Rollin' off a bean I'm a fuckin' fiend, ayy

I'm still in my feels I'm still in my feels, ayy

I see everything, I see everything

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]

I can't feel emotion, going through the motions

I'ma pop this Perky, with this purple potion

She know that I'm rollin', huh, but she still goin', huh

She know I'ma demon, huh, had a God moment

All these niggas crazy thinkin' they can fuck with Juice

Just cause you fuck with me, don't mean I fuck with you

That's your bitch cool, she just fucked my crew

Ayy, Bapestas, huh, they was on my shoes, huh

That's ya homeboy? He just made the news, huh

He so basic, we just took his True's

Don't get shit confused, bitch, I rock Dior

Ten toes, big pole at my front door

Ayy, ayy, she want all of me

Come and play my sport, baby, come and ball for me

Hit my stewardess, yeah, baby, call for me

I need more lean, fake a cough for me, hahaha

[Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD]

Tell that bitch I need a new prescription for your coughing shit

Got the bitch on the phone with the doctor

Ayy, woah, ayy

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

I'm in Hell, lie in Hell, that shit normal to me, huh

Ain't no fairy tale, demons tormenting me, huh

Drugs help me sleep, I need strong, fuck that weak shit

Lines of that Ye, got my stripes, no Adidas

Percocet, codeine, you know how I bleed, ayy

Rollin' off a bean I'm a fuckin' fiend, ayy

I'm still in my feels I'm still in my feels, ayy

I see everything, I see everything

[Verse 2: DMG Mthang]

Yeah, yesterday I was just up in my feels, now I just pour up the lean

Drippin' designer jeans, B's, VLONE and B's on the sleeve

I might just pop me a Tesla pill

But I just fuck with Supreme

Finesse the plug right out his packs

No, you can't get that shit back, ayy, ayy

These bitches, they fuckin' for free

I don't do nothin' for free, even my freestyles ain't free

Me and Juice up on a track, that mean it's racks on racks

Feel like yesterday, we was just broke

Now we just dreamin' on stacks

Had a little bitch finesse on me

You wasn't there when I poured up a three

Dropped out of school, like I had something to prove

Road runnin', when I cooked up with Juice

We official, and I'm telling the truth

Bad bitches, and they feeling the crew

Doing anything, just for the crew

Getting wild, and them bitches get dirty

Last year, nobody had heard of me

Had to dip, and that bitch had heard me

Fucked a bitch now I'm charged like a battery

Yeah, uh, I ain't ever had this feelin' here before

I'm off a Perc and some lean, I need some more

Yeah, some more

Gang

Uh, yeah you knew I was gonna throw some shit like this though

On slime

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

I'm in Hell, lie in Hell, that shit normal to me, huh

Ain't no fairy tale, demons tormenting me, huh

Drugs help me sleep, I need strong, fuck that weak shit

Percocet, codeine, you know how I bleed, ayy

Rollin' off a bean I'm a fuckin' fiend, ayy

I'm still in my feels I'm still in my feels, ayy

I see everything, I see everything

[Outro]

I see everything, I see everything