DJ Khaled – Juice WRLD DID

Lyrics: Juice WRLD DID by DJ Khaled

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Juice WRLD]
We The Best Music
They ain’t believe in us
Juice WRLD did (We, nigga, haha)
DJ Khaled

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I’m number one, uh-huh (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Bitch, I’m rookie of the year, ain’t no runnin’ u-u-up (On God)
We ain’t runnin’ away from shit, we the ones runnin’ u-u-up (That’s on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain’t no other one (Nigga, that’s on God)
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, ain’t no changin’ up (On God)
Ain’t no changin’ up (On God, on God)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
I’ma do my thing (I’ma do my—, uh)
Married to this cash (Married to this—, uh)
I’ma buy it a ring (Let’s go, let’s go)
My dreads, they hang (Let’s go, let’s go)
Like Shabba Ranks (Like Shabba Ranks)
My gun Chief Keef (Yeah)
The bitch go bang-bang (Ba-ba-ba-baow)
I rap, I sing (Uh)
With the clan like it’s Wu-Tang (Uh)
But I hate niggas like Klu Klux (Uh)
Run up on me, I don’t give two fucks (At all)
Chopper leave a nigga so fucked up (What else?)
Sewed up (What else?), sewed up (What else?)
Toe up from the floor up (Uh-huh)
Sip lean ’til I throw up (Uh-huh)
After I throw up, I’m gon’ pour up (Yeah)
I need another one (Uh)
Heat up on my hip, I up like the sunrise, I got another sun (Let’s go, let’s go)
Ran out of ammo, switched to my other holster, another gun (Grrah)
Damn, like, “He got another one?” (He does, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I’m number one, uh-huh (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Bitch, I’m rookie of the year, ain’t no runnin’ u-u-up (On God)
We ain’t runnin’ away from shit, we the ones runnin’ u-u-up (That’s on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain’t no other one (Nigga, that’s on God)
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, ain’t no changin’ up (On God)
Ain’t no changin’ up (On God, on God)

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
My gun a horny one (It is), that bitch a thot alright (She will)
My gun a horny gun (She is), she down to fuck all night, uh-huh (Uh-huh, she will)
She wanna fuck all night, vacuum (Yeah, yeah), she wanna suck all night in my room (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rolls-Royce truck, Lambo truck, whatever one has the most leg room (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, that bitch go vroom (Skrrt)
I won’t Tom Cruise her, the bitch gon’ move
Still live like a Mission: Impossible dude (Uh-huh)
Gun sing like it got autotune (Uh-huh)
I’m T-Pain when it come to that tool (Uh-huh)
Money got longer when it come to that Uz’ (Uh-huh)
Sip lean, I’m still awake, no snooze (Uh-huh)
I’m on bullshit like Carlos Booz’ (Tell ’em)
I’m swervin’ with the Swervo tape all in my head (Let’s go)
I blow up like a turban on top of my head (Let’s go)
Codeine sip, ain’t no bourbon, no bourbon in here (On God)
Even though I’m a cowboy, gun smoke in the air, uh-huh (On God)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I’m number one, uh-huh (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Bitch, I’m rookie of the year, ain’t no runnin’ u-u-up (On God)
We ain’t runnin’ away from shit, we the ones runnin’ u-u-up (That’s on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain’t no other one (Nigga, that’s on God)
I’m gon’ bang what I bang, ain’t no changin’ up (On God)
Ain’t no changin’ up (On God, on God)

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Oh, that’s on God
Oh, that’s on my life
Oh, havin’ the time of my life
Get in the way of that, nigga, you gon’ die
Oh, 999
NLMB, No Limit gang, I’m in my prime, yeah
Don’t waste my money, don’t waste my time
Uh, come here, darling, have the time of your life
Come suck me sloppy, come here and get naughty
Come here and get naughty, come suck me sloppy
That bitch be hidin’, in the back givin’ sloppy-toppy