Juice Wrld Naruto Lyrics
Naruto by Juice WRLD
[Chorus]
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo
[Verse 1]
Wait they tryna set me up, huh
But they can't set me up, huh
My guns a sprinkling the system
Pull up to the block and wet it up
I'm on the ground off the 'Xannys and Perkies
I need a pick me up huh
I got so drunk last night bro had to come pick me up, yeah
Swerve on a highway huh, live in a highway, huh
She fuck her friend for a night, huh
She go the bi way, huh
She got the molly and champagne
Told her to bring that shit my way, huh
We couldn't make to the house
She sucked me in the driveway, huh
I never gave her the runaround
Imma always keep a gun around
He don't mind, he block the sun around
Ball like the OKC Thunder round
Hennessey, I need a couple rounds
Moving no wor,k I got hella pounds
Fuck up a cheque, I got hella band
Bandana homie like Taliban
Motorola, Motorola 'cause I love my trap phone
Feel like Batman without Robin cause I keep a bad phone
I've been trapping in the basement even when my mum home
Sorry, mama, I gotta keep the fucking lights on, ey
[Chorus]
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo
[Verse 2]
I keep two guns, I keep two cups
I had to lose her, it was too much to say I don't care
Could give two fucks
Remember when she topped me on my tour bus
Throw 'Xannys in the crowd to make the tour bus
She got a model body, that bitch gorgeous
We run up on the spot and shoot from the floor up
Now you tore up, bitch you tore up, ey
[Chorus]
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo
[Verse 1]
Wait they tryna set me up, huh
But they can't set me up, huh
My guns a sprinkling the system
Pull up to the block and wet it up
I'm on the ground off the 'Xannys and Perkies
I need a pick me up huh
I got so drunk last night bro had to come pick me up, yeah
Swerve on a highway huh, live in a highway, huh
She fuck her friend for a night, huh
She go the bi way, huh
She got the molly and champagne
Told her to bring that shit my way, huh
We couldn't make to the house
She sucked me in the driveway, huh
I never gave her the runaround
Imma always keep a gun around
He don't mind, he block the sun around
Ball like the OKC Thunder round
Hennessey, I need a couple rounds
Moving no wor,k I got hella pounds
Fuck up a cheque, I got hella band
Bandana homie like Taliban
Motorola, Motorola 'cause I love my trap phone
Feel like Batman without Robin cause I keep a bad phone
I've been trapping in the basement even when my mum home
Sorry, mama, I gotta keep the fucking lights on, ey
[Chorus]
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo
[Verse 2]
I keep two guns, I keep two cups
I had to lose her, it was too much to say I don't care
Could give two fucks
Remember when she topped me on my tour bus
Throw 'Xannys in the crowd to make the tour bus
She got a model body, that bitch gorgeous
We run up on the spot and shoot from the floor up
Now you tore up, bitch you tore up, ey
[Chorus]
Her face is never matching her persona, yeah
I mix Xanax with the strongest marijuana, yeah
You want problems sorrow, we're the problem solvers, yeah
I got six shots in this gun, it's a revolver, yeah
Dye my hair on that bullshit, like Rodman
I'm like Jordan, you ball like Craig Harchess, yeah
Feel like Drake 'cause I started from the bottom
I keep two magnums, a gun in a condo