Won’t Hurt lyrics

by

Juice WRLD



[Intro]
Long ride, long (O-ooh)
I'm awake now (It's a long ride, you know)
Last night I was just so f*cking thrown off that purple sh*t, man (I look fear in the fa-a-ace)
I feel like geeked as f*ck, though

[Chorus]
Cool
I look fear in the face, chase my demons away
I get high, high as f*ck, I ain't coming down today
I'm gon' live, I'm gon' die, in the same damn night
I come back, I'm revived (I'm revived)

[Refrain]
Uh, I'ma buy my b*tch a Birkin, a Birkin
I swear that she’s deserving, she deserve it, uh
Off of the syrup like a serpent, uh, a serpent, uh
Lean'll make you do crazy things, put the syrup in serpent, uh

[Verse 1]
I get the bag, bag, uh, Gucci my tag, tag, uh
Don't gotta brag, brag, uh, I have what I have, have, uh
Her ass I'ma grab, grab, take a Perc', 'bout a half, half
That's a half, that's a half, that's a half, that's a half of that 60 on me, a-ah, uh
I'ma scratch my problems away, uh
I'ma scratch my problems away, she gon' sniff her problems away
Get high for another day, f*ck what your mother say
I f*cked your mother, ayy, word to your mother, ayy
I caught a body with the gang, word to my brother, ayy
They just took my blood, he away, RIP to my brother, ayy
I pray to God that I live today and live another day
I gotta get my life straight, early to the money, can't be late
Runnin' that sh*t, no relay, uh, uh
sh*t I say so cold, they may put that sh*t on the replay, uh-huh
Pull up on him with the choppa, like I'm finna let it spray (I'm finna let it spray)
[Chorus]
Cool
I look fear in the face, chase my demons away
I get high, high as f*ck, I ain't coming down today
I'm gon' live, I'm gon' die, in the same damn night
I come back, I'm revived (I'm revived)

[Verse 2]
f*ck what you say, b*tch, huh, I'm gettin' too paid, uh
Bad b*tch on my phone, I'm gettin' too laid
f*ck what you say, get money all day, huh
Ksubi jeans, ayy, don't do Balmains
I got Margiela, Margiela, uh
I rock Margiela forever, uh
I change that b*tch like the weather, uh
I do not put any effort, uh
Complicated, not together, uh
Had to keep this sh*t separate, uh
All I know is get the cash, uh
I don't even put in effort, uh
Back on 'em Percs too, huh, puttin' in work, hoo, huh
I ain't finna save your girl, hell nah, do I look like a church? Whoa, huh
Pull up on him with the chopper like baow, he'll get murked, hoo, huh
Gucci the uh—, Gucci the shirt and Gucci her purse, oh

[Refrain]
I'ma buy my b*tch a Birkin, a Birkin
I swear that she’s deserving, she deserve it, uh
Off of the syrup like a serpent, uh, a serpent, uh
Lean'll make you do crazy things, put the syrup in serpent, uh
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