Lightyears

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
I don't wanna do her, but her friend, what's good?
(Her friend, what's good?)
Baby, I'm on bands, I'm on bands, I'm feelin'—
(Bands, I'm feelin')
Running up them bands, b¡tch, I'm—
(Bands, b¡tch, I'm—)
B¡tch, them pockets looking big, big, big
Know my pockets looking big
Ay, pockets looking big, mm (Lookin’ big)
Uh (Uh)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bank account looking big
.40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, pistol bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no 666
Yo' b¡tch swallowing my semen
Forgetting the meaning of self-respect
Fμcκ her face and put her on the internet

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
I just been letting the cash grow, run up on me, die faster
I'm a real n¡ɡɡα, nah, I'm not an actor
Double cup with that red lean, I'ma sip classy
Dior on my feet, I feel classy
You say you love me, do you mean that?
I don't think so 'Cuz you weren't there when I was down bad, yeah
I don't think so, b¡tch, I know so
Money by the boatload
I know why these hoes acting nice
'Cuz I'm a rich guy (Rich guy)
Been on my own ѕh¡t, let that ѕh¡t fly (ѕh¡t fly)
Taking trips off the Percs, I be sky high (Sky high)
In the sky, sipping on red lean like it's red wine, red wine

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bank account looking big
.40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, pistol bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no 666
Yo' b¡tch swallowing my semen
Forgetting the meaning of self-respect
Fμcκ her face and put her on the internet

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
When I see diamonds, my senses start swingling (ѕєx)
Dawg, n¡ɡɡα, twelve phones, all of 'em ringin'
Like, "Brr-brr, hello, do you need me?"
Like, "Brr-brr, hell, no, baby, beat it"
Army green F&Ns (Two of)
Bet a ρμѕѕy-n¡ɡɡα won't rat again (Bet)
Bank account low again (Why?)
'Cuz I spend all of my money on my friend (Hey)
Where the fμcκ your cash go? (Where?)
How the fμcκ your drip up to par but your cash low? (How?)
How the hell you manifest from a big dawg to a tadpole?
How you know that she telling you dance, foe?
See, we went to the top from them shackles (Top)
How you know in the future, it's gon' be αѕѕ, though?
Ride big Bentleys everywhere that I go (Park)
Keep the Lamborghini parked at the bank, though (Yeah, park)
Alright, I'm lit, no lie
Buying horses like in Salem, know we mob tie, aw, yeah
Rich in real life
I do not see you, hο, like it's midnight
Even in light

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bank account looking big
.40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, b¡tch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no 666
Yo' b¡tch swallowing my semen
Forgetting the meaning of self-respect
Fμcκ her face and put her on the internet