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Juice WRLD

Under Her Skin

 

Under Her Skin


Oh, hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she's balling her eyes out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Benzos, every day she live and die for benzos
New drug dealer, what's his info?
Her plus heartbreak equals Xans
Need a new equation, she gon' die tryna do the math
Suicidal tendencies, she hoping that they end it fast
Fentanyl in a Fendi bag, she don't even smoke the gas
She been sleep for three days, cutting up, missing class
Teacher called, asked, "What's wrong?"
Slurring back, you say "He gone"
Running out of downers, you look down at your dresser
You see a 8 ball of all pure Colombian pleasure
It was left by that dude you tried to fuck to forget me
You snort a line and rail a Perc to see which one is better
Walking 'round in your mind picking up my belongings
I got a lot of shit here, it's been taking forever
Walking 'round in your heart with some fuel and some fire
The same fire tatted on me, heart destroyer forever, goodbye

Hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she balling her eyes out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Gossip, always in my business
Wondering what I'm sipping, and how I'm living
A lot of things are different, you not being here is what I was missing
Feel like I'm in a heaven house, still pour up in a Hell's Kitchen
In Chicago making heartbreak songs, eating on some Hell's Chicken
Miami calling me, oh-oh, them calls I'm missing
I'm calling the ambulance, oh-oh, the thought of you was sickening, sickening, sickening
Tripping, sip-sipping, three six in a cup like it's Memphis
Oh I'm dripping, new girl got hoes, she pimping
We got hoes, we share 'em, get it?
Make her eat you out, bitch, get it?
This ho think she been on my mind, quit it
Unlike her, I know how to mind business
Oh-oh-oh, lullabies in your dome
Spread insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

Hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tell me that she'll never play love games again
Woah, my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the Percs on a binge
Oh, she balling her eyes out from the bench
She don't got no choice, she resorts to the

Oh-oh-oh, lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?
Lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul
Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

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