Lyrics

I been on, since I came In the game I ain't even worried about no fame I ain't even worried about no chain Juice WRLD the chick, think I need me a ring My car fast, so I don't need a range What I spend in the store, man you put in the tank Make it fast, or we don't need to race Im just tryna see what your broke ass make I hit that bitch with a moody face I don't even bake, but I still get cake My bro tryna dodge that uzi case Try me at the club, and he let it spray Goon pull off, finna make his day President on my wrist, ain't no debate Save that shit, till I flood the face Remember number one goal, get paid In the Lambo, feel like space And the truck got too much space Know me I ain't never gotta wait With the gang, we gone do what it take How you say you own that bitch, and it don't got plates? And I couldn't even tell you what I made, in a day I been on, since I came In the game I ain't even worried about no fame I ain't even worried about no chain Juice WRLD the chick, think I need me a ring My car fast, so I don't need a range What I spend in the store, man you put in the tank Make it fast, or we don't need to race Im just tryna see what your broke ass make I been on, since I came In the game I ain't even worried about no fame I ain't even worried about no chain Juice WRLD the chick, think I need me a ring My car fast, so I don't need a range What I spend in the store, man you put in the tank Make it fast, or we don't need to race Im just tryna see what your broke ass make