Video Slenderman Session Complete Lyrics de Juice Wrld 2024 Rap Lyrics

Juice Wrld - Slenderman Session Complete Lyrics Lyrics

[Intro]
I pop up like Slender Man, yeah, up
I pop up like Slender Ma-an, man
Hey!

[Chorus]
I pop up like Slender Man, uh
Gucci boots, I don't wear no Timberlands
Scooby-Doo bitches, they be meddlin'
Who are you? We were never ever friends
Where I'm from? I'm from Never Ever Land
Keep that cannon on my hip like Megaman
You either kill or be killed over here, Afghanistan
I pop a handful of pills over herе, won't feel again
But as long as you stay real over herе, you bound to win

[Verse 1]
Uh-huh, yeah
Said that shit, I meant it
Uh-huh, yeah
It's money over bitches
Uh-huh, yeah
You niggas don't see the difference
That's why you broke and I'm rich, because I see the difference
I spent a 100k a month, I don't got shit to show for it
But I ain't worry 'bout shit, I know I could always make more
Racks came in, stretch it out the long way
Came a long way from wearing Trues up in them hallways, yeah
I did it by myself, ain't had no company
Everybody got they hands out now, fuck do you want from me?
You want the secret to my sauce, you don't wanna be
You would never ever be a boss, my employee
[Chorus]
I pop up like Slenderman
Gucci boots, I don't wear no Timberlands
Scooby-Doo, bitches they be meddlin'
Who are you? We were never ever friends
Where I'm from? I'm from Never Ever Land
Keep that cannon on my hip like Megaman
You either kill or be killed over here, Afghanistan
I pop a handful of pills over here, won't feel again
But as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win

[Verse 2]
Ay, thrax came in with the quickness
In the studio makin’ smash hits
I’m feelin’ bored today, i may smash a bitch
Ayy, bought a Porsche today, then I'll crash the shit
Ayy, uh, uh, pull up to the dealership
In the back of that Chrysler
I feel like john dillon, shit
Ayy, first off, fuck my school and fuck my principal
Uh, off these Percocet's, I feel like I'm invisible
Uh, count the money up, you niggas don’t get that principal
Uh, I got packs, they in the mail, they in the envelope
Uh, you ain’t dope, you ain’t dope, bitch, you ready dope
Uh, like a cigarette or sum’, we got all the smoke
Murder what i did, murder what she wrote
She love all the, uh, yeah, she was throwin’ coke
That bitch know, uh, they, path like g.i.joe
Giant on me, no fee fi fo, i ball out, no finger-roll
Eyes red, demon hoe, and I fuck the demon hoes
Small of all my semen, hoe, all my songs got meaning, hoe
I’m in too deep like the ocean, I'm off of that purple potion
Catch him lacking in the open, like a cigarette
I’ma smoke him
Lol, these niggas joking, like my stock
I’m getting broker
Run up on me, I shoot, it’s over
[Pre Chorus]
Bad hoes, I be smashin’ or somethin’
Listenin’ to smashin’ pumpkins
And her ass for nothin’
She said she ain’t shake her ass for nothin’
Uh, in the strip club, make it rain, hoe
Loaded into [???], oh
Fuck, nigga, need to keep the case closed
40 on me, pull it out, I reload, uh yea
That bitch for the season like the glee show, uh ay
Baper for up on k, but I'm not hero, uh ay
Bitch I'm not cold, I'm sub zero, uh ay
You take my soul, that’s for the low, yuh ay

[Verse 3]
Stitch a nigga up like lilo
Pull up on the scene with my foe-ooh-oh
Niggas talking diamond until I lose control-oh
Can’t get back, cock it back I load it up and let it go-oh
Niggas couldn’t tell, they know I'm on the roll-oh
Ballin’ on that bull shit like derrick rose
Ballerina with that nina twinkle toes
Tmz don’t play with me, boy you get expose
Wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
Bad bitch layin’ next to me, she eat my semen
40 on my hip, best believe it’s beamin'
I’ve been tryna kill a nigga, damn, I'm feinin'
Wake up in the morning, time to feed my demons
Bad bitch next to me, she gon’ eat my semen
40 on my hip, best believe it’s beamin’
Hunnid' on my wrist, super cold
I may catch the flu
Talk it down to me, I pull up to your avenue
Brand new gun, I can’t wait to use it on your bitch ass
Gotta kill everybody on the scene, I know y’all be snitchin’
Yeah, count the money up, spin it and make it back again
I ain’t broke, I ain’t goin’ to sell it packs again
I remember I was shoppin’ up in paxon
That nigga a be pullin’ up in that benz wagon
Now that nigga pull up, I'm flexin’ and I'm braggin’
Suvy with the balmains, it’s best believe they saggin’
Take the tags off, cause you know my life is tagless
I told her I ain’t worked up, scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch
Bitch, I'm perc’d up, try to, huh yeah, you hurt up
You can’t hurt us, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Valentino, sellin’ c-notes
I’m bout' my green, bitch, I feel like c-lo
Up down, left, right, x, and y, that’s the cheat code
Bad bitch came farino, met her at a casino heard she be
Sellin’ c-notes, keep that on, d-lo
Steal your bike, deebo, make you shuffle, d-lo pull up on his ass, up down, left and right, x, y, cheat code
Gungo sing like leashow, babe, I'm a K-pop no hero it ain’t no competition, I've been counting up my money
And my dividends
We finna get it in, back when I was selling lean
It wasn’t no middle man, we was mixing up the green
With that purple shit, selling it for the hot

Came a long way from watching my brother in the kitchen
Flippin’ bricks, he in the hills, but he was serving
Chickens, uh-huh, yeah

[Verse 4]
Chase the check, erase, fuck then erase the bitch
The bitch with the rain, mac-11, tear your face off
Then she dead, then she they, dawg
Finally fell in love with the lean
I just bought an 8 now, finna buy another 4
Look like I just got a gun with a beam
I don’t trust no one, fuck around and shoot a hoe
I won’t give a fuck about nothing
Do it by myself, I don’t need no help
Try to learn the lesson, count your blessings
Try me if you want, I got this smith and weston
Tryna learn a lesson, count your blessings
Try me if you want, I got a smith and weston
Pull up and drop, sir flex a lot, pretty nigga with a mop, please don’t get shot
I’m not gonna lie, I done been through a lot just to get to where i am, just to get to this spot
I know they hate me a lot, a bunch of love me not's

[Verse 5]
Girl come through, friends come too
I know she don’t love me but she love grey goose
Brand new me, same old you
You’re a magazine, baby, you’re old news
Xans my boo, I took two
Never have I ever met a plug like you
Never have I ever met a drug like you
Never have I ever found a love like you
Talk like this, cause I walk like this
I was drunk, off the perc, tryna drive my shit
Hog my, ooh, walk my shit
You can’t walk like this, tell her get like this
Pose for the pics, I can fuck your bitch
Think I need her, I don’t want her
I ain’t in summer
Been a long time since the summer
Yeah ay, last night break was a bummer
Yeah ay, give a good pipe like a plumber
Yeah, five blunts to the strong marijuana
Yeah, rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
Codeine pressure, codeine forever
Rolling up pressure, everyday pressure
Codeine pressure, codeine forever
Keep it together, show no effort
Keep it together, show no effort
I remember driving civics, and I ain’t get it
Now that nigga getting richer, getting to the riches
These niggas trippin’, I ain’t switchin’
I’m in the same lane, killin’ all the competition
She on the cocaine, she was fucking all my niggas
That bitch a vacuum, she was sucking all my niggas
You run up on me, I got my hand up on my trigger
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the studio, vibing to survive
I ain’t low bae, I touch the new high
That bitch’ll eat whole team like five guys
All these pussy niggas get mad at life

[Chorus]
I pop up like slender man
Gucci boots, I don’t wear no timberlands
Scooby-doo, bitches, they be mad to land
Who are you? we were never ever friends
Where I'm from? I'm from nevereverland
Keep that cannon on my hip like mega man
You either kill or be killed over here, Afghanistan
I pop a handful of pills over here, won’t feel again
But as long as you stay real over here, you bound to win