[Intro: Juice WRLD]
808 Mafia
Alright
808, uh-huh, huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Gun beat like 808 (Uh-huh)
On this beat with 808 (Uh-huh)
I'm off of them M&M’s (Uh-huh)
Percocet, I can't see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank (Uh-huh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fuckin’ her face (Uh-huh)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh-huh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin' on dank, smokin' stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I'ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich n***a from Chicago, ayy (Uh-huh)
All my opps don't got no aim (Uh-huh)
All the times they could've spilt my brains (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Bitch, I'm from Chicago, I feel like Yeezy, maybe Michael, uh (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Moonwalk in that pussy, call me Jackson, call me Michael, uh (Uh, uh, for real)
Pull up on the scene, choppa read 'em likе a Bible (Uh, uh, uh-huh)
Where I comе from, we was taught to drop gangster disciple (Yeah, gang, gang, gang, GDK shit)
Get this cash, get the bag (Uh-huh), invest in it all (Cha-ching)
John Wall in the fourth (Uh, uh, uh), all I do is ball
I’m a horndog, made her give me head in the stall (Yeah, uh)
I may go in raw if her pussy like a waterfall (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
I’m a big dog, K Camp with this ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I really had to cut this bitch off
Gun got a mistletoe, I know it cannot wait to kiss y'all
And I ain’t missin ho', I don't miss a ho' at all
My wrist super froze, and I got diamonds by my jaw-aw
Your bitch wanna get it on (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She know I’m a demon, she got the devil on her tongue (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my bag, got me feelin' like LeBron (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Poppin' pills laid up with my gun (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
[Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo]
Gun beat like 808
On this beat with 808 (Uh-huh)
I'm off of them M&M's (Uh-huh)
Percocet, I can't see straight (Uh-huh)
She do white like Eminem (Uh-huh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank (Uh-huh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fuckin' her face (Uh-huh)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh-huh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin' on dank, smokin' stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I'ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh, ay)
Just a young rich n***a from Chicago, ayy (Uh-huh, ay)
All my opps don't got no aim
All the times they could've spilt my brains

[Verse 2: G Herbo & Juice WRLD]
Phew
I'm at 150 on a interstate (Yeah)
And I ain't gone stop, Imma take the cops like my shit ain't got authentic plates (Yeah)
Soon as I awake, I'm chasing the guap like a first date and I can't be late (Swerve)
Told Blood leave the FN in the car cuz they lettin me in with a Glock and a Drac'
Pray to god ain't no drama today, better thank God we never shot up the place (Brrr)
My eyes red high off a lot of the drank got the streets on fire hotter than May (Hotter than May)
N***as counting me out I'm winning the race
Decade later, they ain't got nothing to say
Better play your cards right it's a game of spades
I'm stacking up books and tucking an ace (Tucking an ace)
Her pussy ain't good, I'm fucking her face (I'm fucking her face)
She trippin' she told me to speed up the pace (Yep)
G Herbo and em 'fore I came and came
She came in my bed told her stay in her lane (Stay in her lane)
They say I'm the realest, remain the same
Through trials through trauma, the pain, the fame
And even though I'm buying chains and rings, I'm stacking this shit for a rainy day
These n***as love hatin', they watching the gang, watch next year im coppin' watches for gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just told my bitch get one of they name
They run up on us, I'm throwing the flame (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Start asking questions, you know what to say
I stay running game but ain't come to play (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep killers with me they will make you a day like 9/11 but I'm 808 (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Ay
[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Gun beat like 808
On this beat with 808 (Oh yeah)
I'm off of them M&M's (Oh yeah)
Percocet, I can't see straight (Oh yeah)
She do white like Eminem (Uh, uh)
Slim Shady, money in the bank (Uh-huh)
No Limit gang, gon' pull up in a tank (Uh)
Dick in her mouth, I been fuckin' her face (Yeah)
I move fast, change the pace (Uh)
You move too slow, change your pace (Uh-huh)
Puffin' on dank, smokin' stank (Yeah)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Yeah, brrt)
I'ma race a Murciélago ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich n***a from Chicago, ayy (Yeah)
All my opps don't got no aim (Yeah)
All the times they could've spilt my brains (Brrt)