Blood On My Jeans (Explicit)

[00:00.10]Juice WRLD - Blood On My Jeans(Explicit)
[00:00.85]Lyrics by:Max Lord、Arian-Znovimir Vuica、Filip Gezin、Jarad Higgins
[00:01.26]Composed by:Max Lord、Arian-Znovimir Vuica、Filip Gezin、Jarad Higgins
[00:03.90]D**n I tried to stop oh
[00:07.13]Baby
[00:07.94]808 Mafia
[00:08.80]Baby baby baby baby babe
[00:13.20]You literally are my everything
[00:14.56]Baby Gezin
[00:15.42]Hah
[00:15.98]Baby
[00:17.14]Baby I've been on the run
[00:18.46]Yeah
[00:18.86]But I would never run from your love
[00:20.38]Uh-uh
[00:20.93]If you feel on my d**k there's a gun
[00:22.60]Uh-huh
[00:23.11]Not right there just a little above
[00:25.03]I value my relationship it's forever
[00:27.42]But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs
[00:28.68]Yeah
[00:29.08]Broke up with codeine need a new plug
[00:30.75]Yeah
[00:31.01]Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em
[00:32.78]Yeah
[00:33.30]Huh lean huh
[00:36.29]Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green
[00:40.01]Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam
[00:43.09]Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave
[00:44.91]Yeah
[00:45.56]I ain't leave a clue on the scene
[00:46.98]Uh-uh
[00:47.33]Close range so I got blood on my jeans
[00:48.85]Uh
[00:49.26]Saints Row cup ain't no red in my lean
[00:50.82]Uh-uh
[00:51.23]Bankrolled up I been swimmin' in green
[00:52.90]Uh-huh
[00:54.57]Still a blue face king
[00:55.69]Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
[00:57.40]Let's go
[00:57.81]I know my haters hate to see me succeed
[00:59.53]If they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me
[01:01.45]That s**t got me laughing haha
[01:03.53]Kel-Tec get to rappin' grrah grrah
[01:05.75]F**k n***a I'm your father
[01:07.73]Don't matter if you older
[01:09.65]They say age is just a number
[01:11.88]If that's the case I'm way over
[01:14.62]Than who these n***as
[01:15.59]Uh-huh
[01:15.99]And these b***hes that think that they get it
[01:17.45]Uh-huh
[01:17.76]For a backstage pass she'll suck the d**k
[01:19.33]Uh-huh
[01:19.63]B***h I got a b***h better get you a ticket
[01:21.35]Uh-huh
[01:21.81]Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
[01:23.52]On my shirt Maison Martin my shoes double-C
[01:25.45]I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
[01:27.32]I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you
[01:30.11]Ayy ayy ayy
[01:31.93]I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you
[01:34.57]You stuck with me apologies for my f**kery
[01:38.42]Baby I've been on the run
[01:39.94]But I would never run from your love
[01:42.26]If you feel on my d**k there's a gun
[01:43.93]Not right there just a little above
[01:46.41]I value my relationship it's forever
[01:48.66]But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs
[01:49.93]Yeah
[01:50.43]Broke up with codeine need a new plug
[01:52.11]Yeah
[01:52.36]Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em
[01:54.23]Yeah
[01:54.63]Huh lean huh
[01:57.27]Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green
[02:01.27]Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam
[02:04.46]Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave
[02:06.23]Yeah
[02:06.74]I ain't leave a clue on the scene
[02:08.46]Close range so I got blood on my jeans
Juice WRLD - Blood On My Jeans(Explicit)
Lyrics by:Max Lord、Arian-Znovimir Vuica、Filip Gezin、Jarad Higgins
Composed by:Max Lord、Arian-Znovimir Vuica、Filip Gezin、Jarad Higgins
D**n I tried to stop oh
Baby
808 Mafia
Baby baby baby baby babe
You literally are my everything
Baby Gezin
Hah
Baby
Baby I've been on the run
Yeah
But I would never run from your love
Uh-uh
If you feel on my d**k there's a gun
Uh-huh
Not right there just a little above
I value my relationship it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs
Yeah
Broke up with codeine need a new plug
Yeah
Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em
Yeah
Huh lean huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam
Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave
Yeah
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Uh-uh
Close range so I got blood on my jeans
Uh
Saints Row cup ain't no red in my lean
Uh-uh
Bankrolled up I been swimmin' in green
Uh-huh
Still a blue face king
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean
Let's go
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me
That s**t got me laughing haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin' grrah grrah
F**k n***a I'm your father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that's the case I'm way over
Than who these n***as
Uh-huh
And these b***hes that think that they get it
Uh-huh
For a backstage pass she'll suck the d**k
Uh-huh
B***h I got a b***h better get you a ticket
Uh-huh
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
On my shirt Maison Martin my shoes double-C
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you
Ayy ayy ayy
I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me apologies for my f**kery
Baby I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my d**k there's a gun
Not right there just a little above
I value my relationship it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs
Yeah
Broke up with codeine need a new plug
Yeah
Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em
Yeah
Huh lean huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam
Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave
Yeah
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range so I got blood on my jeans