No Good

Cold

Ain't nothin' but a
Uh, no good, bad woman, yeah, huh
No-good, diamond-watchin' woman, uh
Hey, Rvssian

She ain't nothin' but a no-good
 diamond-watchin' woman
Only love me 'cause she see
Versace on my linens baby, I'm not God
So your sins are not forgiven
I can never lose
Every day I wake up winnin' mama told me
"cut the bad hoes off with the scissors"
Make 'em disappear
Call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae, I'm high off narcotics
So your name I cannot remember
Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin'
Up my image, yeah

One thing you need to know about me is
All I ever wanted was love and money, yeah
One thing you need to know about me is
This rockstar life turned me to a junkie
Another thing you need to know about me is
I'm full of addictions
This is just vindictive
Subject a lil' sensitive
Maybe I should just shallow it
Went from talkin' depression to
Money makin' prerogative (yeah)
Still a smart guy
Could've got a scholarship
Sayin' fuck college
I'ma tell you how I started it
It took one phone call from
G-Money that's my dawg (yeah)
Turned me from a twenty dollar nigga
To millions in my drawers
This song's about all my talents and vices
(Oh oh)
Listen, repeat it, scream it, recite it
(Oh oh) until it piss your father off
He already pissed though (Oh oh)
I know, 'cause his daughter on my
Tour givin' deep-throat (Oh oh)
This song's about all my talents and vices
(Oh oh)
Listen, repeat it, scream it, recite it
(Oh oh) your girl give me fellatio
You should be excited (Oh oh)
'Cause when she come back to you
That's a million dollar night, kiss
(Mwah, oh oh)

She ain't nothin' but a no-good
Diamond-watchin' woman
Only love me 'cause she see
Versace on my linens baby, I'm not God
So your sins are not forgiven
I can never lose
Every day I wake up winnin' mama told me
"cut the bad hoes off with the scissors"
Make 'em disappear
Call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae, I'm high off narcotics
So your name I cannot remember
Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin'
Up my image, yeah

I grew up on all types, I'm
Talkin' 'bout music and girls, right?
I grew up on all types
I'm talkin' 'bout drugs: the
Weed and the pills
I grew up on all types, I'm
Talkin' 'bout music and hoes, right?
And clothes, I was overly exposed
Now I'm bearing the fruit's my mama planted
They done growed

Hell yeah, they done glowed up
I done glowed up oxycodone got me sewed up
Gotta remain focused
And these groupie hoes bogus
Everybody knows it
But they turn me to a poet
With the love commotion
Blood, sweat, and tears, money parted it
Moses used to roll mid, now it's gas
What I'm smokin' (What I'm smokin')
Like I farted, hit the gas, I'm in motion
(I'm in motion)
Out, departed, wrist hangin' out the window
Cost your apartment
This the brightest that my life ever been
I need diamonds all over for
When it get dark again
I call my mama up and told
Her that the devil marchin' in
She sent me Bible verses
Then I got distracted by some
Nudes from a sex worker
Who am I to not text back? That's networking
Who am I to lie about my
Life? I know the truth hurts
Who am I to say that this
Ain't one of my best verses?
Uh oh, too bad that it's over (Over)

She ain't nothin' but a no-good
Diamond-watchin' woman
Only love me 'cause she see
Versace on my linens baby, I'm not God
So your sins are not forgiven
I can never lose
Every day I wake up winnin' mama told me
"cut the bad hoes off with the scissors"
Make 'em disappear
Call me Juice WRLD wizard (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae, I'm high off narcotics
So your name I cannot remember
Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin'
Up my image, yeah

I grew up on all types, I'm
Talkin' 'bout music and girls, right?
I grew up on all types
I'm talkin' 'bout drugs: the
Weed and the pills
I grew up on all types, I'm
Talkin' 'bout music and hoes, right?
And clothes, I was overly exposed
Now I'm bearing the fruit's my mama planted
They done growed

Uh huh, uh huh uh huh, uh huh, oh uh

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