Juice WRLD
Like Shit (Pump)
[Intro: Juice WRLD, David Gilmore & Both]
Don't give in
Without a fight, lil' bitch, haha
(Joey Rock Marley)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, we ain't official, these hoes superficial
They say, "Put the guns down" When they got a brand-new missile (I got a gun)
AK-47 with extendo', pull up on 'em, roll down the window (For real)
(Interrogate that pussy, boy, fuck-n***a, give me all the info)
Gucci Gang, bitch, no Pump, my hand on my pump
Ain't no workouts over here, but my gun go pump (Pump it, pump it)
Drop out of school, no flunk, meditate up on these bitches, n***a, like Monk
It's a walk through the park, but it's not, bitch, I run
It's alright, it's okay, I don't fight, bitch, I spray (What else?)
I'm on bullshit with all of these fuck-n***a, Ándale

[Bridge]
It's alright, it's okay, I don't fight, bitch, I spray
I'm on bullshit with all of these fuck-n***a like, Ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I don't fight, bitch, I spray
I'm on bullshit with all of these fuck-n***a, Ándale
It's alright, it's okay, I don't fight, bitch, I spray
I'm on bullshit with all of these fuck-n***a like, Ándale

[Verse 2]
It's alright, it's okay, I take shrooms, need an eighth
Feel like God in a white robe, with your bitch, feeding me grapes
Head so good, had to call a replay, call a Uber up, put her on a e-way
Scratch, scratch, scratch, don't mind me
That's them Perc's, let me itch my face (Perc-30)
Knock 'em down, domino, pull up with a .4-0, Lilo, he get stitched, ayy
Live alone, die alone, VLONE on my fit (Lil' bitch)
Balenciaga, no Prada, all on my kicks (My kicks)
I'm gon' dog a ho', grab my dick like I'm Mike, no Vick
Not by the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin, could a young n***a fuck my bitch (Okay)
Feel like Wanda, maybe Cosmo, I could grant a wish (I wish)
Pull up on him, Grand Theft Auto, chopper with that stick (Tut-tut-tut)
That bitch go click-clack (Tut-tut-tut), put 'em on the floor like, shit, ayy