Think Twice

Lyrics

[Intro] (Pax Gimmick) (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) [Chorus: Lil Duke] We get a lot of the cheese, I make a thottie bitch get on her knees (Woah) Lot of shit, I can't believe, and we 'bout take a trip all overseas Came out of poverty (Came out of poverty) Racks in my pocket, like I hit the lottery Selling out shows, now they call me a protigy We don't give shit 'bout it, I don't want no apologies Pretty bitch right by my side and everywhere I gotta ride with that iron (Fah) Runnin' with nun' but my brothers and I know they havin' my back like a spine (Guard) Play with the gang then you diе And there ain't no cap in my rap, I can't lie Gеt out the way, you ain't none of my kind You better think twice 'fore you play with the slime [Verse 1: Juice WRLD] You better think twice 'fore they come for your life (Uh-huh) Put my dick in your wifey a couple of times (Uh, uh-huh) I'm feeling like Busta, this chopper'll bust ya' (Uh-huh) This bitch get to rappin', and spittin' in rhymes (Bitch, uh-huh) You a pussy nigga, uh-huh, feline (Uh-huh) Just in case I gotta shoot 9 times (Uh-huh) Tatted on my wrist, shit, three nines (Three nines) I'm with rich niggas, recline ('cline, yeah) Hop in a whip with them killers, they totin' them poppers (Skrrt, skrrt) If I don't got money then, yeah, I'ma rob you (Yeah) I came from the bottom, I came from the gutter (Yeah) Never been no pedestrian, I feel like Gunna (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I feel like Birdman or somethin', the way I be stuntin' (Uh-huh) Put Hermès on the joggers, three thousand, ain't nothin' (Uh-huh) My brother locked up, won't let him out Treat him like Akon, lock him down [Bridge: Juice WRLD] Ooh, oh, oh It cost to live like this Never thought I'd have a crib like this I remember it was loose chains, now it's new chains That's the sound you hear Remember I thought I was going no where They calling me from back home, they want me dead Show in the Chi', performing with one in the hand [Chorus: Lil Duke & Young Thug] We get a lot of the cheese, I make a thottie bitch get on her knees (Woah) Lot of shit, I can't believe, and we 'bout take a trip all overseas Came out of poverty (Came out of poverty) Racks in my pocket, like I hit the lottery Selling out shows, now they call me a protigy We don't give shit 'bout it, I don't want no apologies Pretty bitch right by my side and everywhere I gotta ride with that iron (Fah) Runnin' with nun' but my brothers and I know they havin' my back like a spine (Guard) Play with the gang then you die And there ain't no cap in my rap, I can't lie Get out the way, you ain't none of my kind You better think twice 'fore you play with the slime (Boss) [Verse 2: Young Thug] I gotta play with you mama And I got a coupe and it came in the summer (Skrrt) Louis Vuitton, Virgil runners and I got colors of Virgil runners (Yeah) He smokin' synthetic weed, I can't get nun' of that, I'm gettin money (Uh) I gotta protect my degrees, these niggas bitin', they eatin' like a mamba (Yeah) Back to back, turnt up the summer I'm high as a fuck, but I had to let the lock to de-test, your honor Got a backroom full of exotic dranks, I done poured up the syrup, the Act' is expensive (Skrrt) You gotta check my persona, you know this shit fine and I got on aroma (Woo) Your new boo can tell you "you hot as a sauna", but you know we fuck up the summer (Woo) I just got some head with no teeth, I just had your ho suckin' dick in the Jeep Sprinkle this ho in codeine, I was just sprinklin' a lil' blunt with leaves I just had to tell her I'm relieved, and I'm signed, myself, to the streets Black and white new Rolex on, I call it "Cookie cream" [Chorus: Lil Duke] We get a lot of the cheese, I make a thottie bitch get on her knees (Woah) Lot of shit, I can't believe, and we 'bout take a trip all overseas Came out of poverty (Came out of poverty) Racks in my pocket, like I hit the lottery Selling out shows, now they call me a protigy We don't give shit 'bout it, I don't want no apologies Pretty bitch right by my side and everywhere I gotta ride with that iron (Fah) Runnin' with nun' but my brothers and I know they havin' my back like a spine (Guard) Play with the gang then you die And there ain't no cap in my rap, I can't lie Get out the way, you ain't none of my kind You better think twice 'fore you play with the slime