Two Worlds

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh

Walk this way, baby, talk this way
Get this cash, I'ma count this cake
Got a pretty mouth, I'ma f*ck yo' face
If I go broke, back to pushing weight, hey
Walk this way, baby, talk this way
Get to the bag, and count that face
Shorty got a pretty mouth, I'ma f*ck her face
If I go broke, then it's back pushing weight, hey

All I know is get the cash, get the bag, all that
Got a choppa on my hip, I let it blast, fall back
f*ck a bad bitch then kick her out, what you call that?
American Idol, she was trying out, ain't no call back
Every day I ball 'till I foul out, oh yeah
Niggas talkin' stupid, I ain't want they ass in here
Red beam on the glizzy, shoot you down like a reindeer
With them red coats, I feel like I'm Paul Revere

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh

If I take too many percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I cannot deal with this hurt in my downtime
If I take too many percs, then I won't die
If I drink too much of this syrup, then I'm gon' fly
I can't deal with this hurt on my own
I can't deal with this hurt

Uh, catch me if you can
Choppa from a different country, that bitch from Iran
It's funny when I up it, them niggas said I ran
I never gave no f*ck, I'm on my f*cking shit again
Every day I get buckets, I just told your bitch to suck it
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, f*ck it
I'm gon' go ahead and change the subject
Thinkin' nothin' of it, bake a nigga like a oven
Told this bitch I need some lovin'
After that, she sucked it
Falling apart, falling apart

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh

Juice WRLD, it's Juice WRLD
I split this shit in two worlds, for your girl
I gave your bitch her own world, that's her world
She still live in Juice WRLD, in Juice WRLD, oh



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Writer(s): Stephen Christopher Tait, Thomas Richard Peter Howe
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