Out My Body

[Intro: Juice WRLD]

I'm too official

Ayy Herb (Gezin)

I'm too official

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

I'm smokin' on Chronic, out my body

Thumbin' through a check, wildin'

Get in the way, you get wrecked

Put away money and burn all the rest

Up four days, I ain't get no rest

It's just me and this Kel-Tec

Back in the day, Trueys and J's

Criminal ways, droppin' them sets

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]

Uh, uh, uh

They don't got no choice but to respect it

If they don't then I'm gon' teach they ass a lesson

We can fight, or I can go get the Smith & Wesson, uh

(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

Terry Crews, me and my crew, we woke up flexin' (Woke up flexin')

One hundred in cash, I don't do no credit or debit (No credit or debit)

On yo' ass, bro, aimin' steady-eady, uh (Steady-eady)

(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

Bitch, I'm a dog, I don't got no heart, feel like Bailey, uh

I take a piss on my enemies, I'm young R. Kelly, uh

I take a shit on my enemies, they broke and smelly, uh

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

NLMB 150, bitch, know we war ready, uh

[Verse 2: G Herbo]

Before rap, nigga, been war ready

On the block, Glock 2-3 on my pallet

I was tryna move, like Sin off Belly

I ain't never want no tool, I'ma sell it

War was in-evident

We did it better than niggas ahead of us

Ain't leave no evidence

You is irrelevant

Shots goin' off in the hood

Niggas steppin' up, you wasn't never there

Witness I kept thirty shots in my Ethikas

Coke in the esse's trap, I left my sweater there

Mama sent me to my uncle when I was broke

Went back to Essex 'cause I like it better there, uh

I was a troubled teen

Kept two cups, was a double fiend

Tote this pipe to protect myself

But a nigga disrespect, that's another thing

Fuck nigga snake, I don't trust a thing

Only did shit my brother seen

AR shots like thunder singing

EBK, what's the fuckin' meaning?

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

I'm smokin' on Chronic, out my body

Thumbin' through a check, wildin'

Get in the way, you get wrecked

Put away money and burn all the rest

Up four days, I ain't get no rest

It's just me and this Kel-Tec

Back in the day, Trueys and J's

Criminal ways, droppin' them sets

I'm smokin' on Chronic, out my body

Thumbin' through a check, wildin'

Get in the way, you get wrecked

Put away money and burn all the rest

Up four days, I ain't get no rest

It's just me and this Kel-Tec

Back in the day, Trueys and J's

Criminal ways, droppin' them sets