the bees knees

Singer: juice wrld

chasing the lean

chasing the lean

rotting my brain

let's do it

chasing the lean

rotting my brain

honestly

drugs the only thing that's faithful to me

sorry to say

groupie hoes wanna come my way

come take this pic and get out my face

ran into my main thing

come take this dick and you can stay

it's my year

year

year

codeine sip

no beer

holy shit

he's the shit

words from my peers

don't like me? you can suck a dick

it's how it goes around here

hellboy

oh yeah

6-shooter in the ear

try me

you wanna fuck with me

bitch

then fuck with me

you wanna kill me

nigga

then pop me

these niggas really want me dead

i don't really think they're that lucky

i just told my bitch i love her

i hope she think i mean it

i wouldn't lie about that shit

trust me

i wouldn't lie about street shit

trust me

i wouldn't lie about drug shit

trust me

see

that drug shit hide the ugly

and i ain't never been ugly

trust me

dicked up on her

bang

percussion

we had a snoop dogg discussion

a sexual eruption

open up them legs i'm hungry

bank account erupting

i need me a safe or something

i'm a dirt bike-riding junkie

i don't need that wraith for nothin'

but it's a wraith for my wrist or somethin'

hoes wanna raid my wrist or somethin'

the cops wanna raid my crib for nothin'

it's 'cause we black

that's how they comin'

chasing the lean

rotting my brain

honestly

drugs the only thing that's faithful to me

sorry to say

groupie hoes wanna come my way

come take this pic and get out my face

got champagne glass on my kitchen counter

it's codeine in it

no ace of spades

wait

wait

wait

wait

wait

wait

nigga wait

nigga

it's a wave

nigga

i'm the waviest wave

tennis chains

forgetting about the world our forefathers paved

ay

who am i to talk

i'm ap gang

150 on my wrist

okay

you should've been afraid

uh

cookin' up

then i play

uh

brand new china set for the house

versace dinner plates

ah

what your momma tell you about getting involved?

yeah

you got you a gun

but you're still too soft

you ain't gon' shoot that bitch at all

if i got it on me

i'ma let that bitch off

hot boy

young lil wayne shit

look at the socks

boy

'cause i'm a glock boy

no clue

huggin' a thot boy

givin' 'em top

where they brain is

i'm a rockstar-lifestyle-livin'

dirt bike-ridin'

totin' stainless

bank account erupting

i need me a safe or something

i'm a dirt bike-riding junkie

i don't need that wraith for nothin'

but it's a wraith for my wrist or somethin'

hoes wanna raid my wrist or somethin'

the cops wanna raid my crib for nothin'

it's 'cause we black

that's how they comin'

chasing the lean

rotting my brain

honestly

drugs the only thing that's faithful to me

sorry to say

groupie hoes wanna come my way

come take this pic and get out my face

champagne glass on my kitchen counter

it's codeine in it

no ace of spades

let me switch up on y'all fuck niggas

double-cup pleasure

can i feel this way forever?

it don't matter how fucked up i get offa the drugs

still givin' my effort

all my effort

phone line going awol

i'm a plug now

they act like my music is the new drug in town

the bee's knees

i am

the bee's knees

the bee's knees

it's time for these hoes let's three-way

now i got money i can afford loyalty

it's a cruel deal

gotta pay for loyalty

to do what i do

you need a whole team

it's child's play to me

ay

the bee's knees

i am

the bee's knees

i am

oc

never do coke

no

fuck a nose-bleed

red and white

god's cocaine

no seeds

thots in the bent'

smokin' thrax

countin' up the racks

bitch

i'm the bee's knees

i'm oc

never do coke

no

fuck a nose bleed

red and white

god's cocaine

no seeds

thot's in the bently

smokin' thrax

countin' up the racks and the beans

oh

i'm the bee's knees

knees

niggas not ready for this shit at all

listen

we're just talkin' that talkin' that talk

we're just talkin' that boss

mu'fucka

i'm high

a death race for love

i ain't just racing for love though

my heart racing

my money racing

my mind racing

all blacked-out unless i'm gon' race it

lucid dreams still on your bitch playlist

i took her and smiled and you lookin' like how could she say this?"

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Lyric Context: the bees knees - juice wrld