Juice WRLD – Dirty Soda

Juice WRLD – Dirty Soda Lyrics

Artist: Juice WRLD
Song: Dirty Soda

Thirty m’s, thirty m’s, thirty
Dirty soda, brand new coat
Brand new coat, brand new
Yeah, i like that sh#t

Uh, dirty soda, in the coat
Brand new soda
Uh, dirty soda, need a coaster
She do coke, no coca-cola

Dirty soda in a coaster
She do coke, no coca-cola
You know her?
I got dirty soda with no coaster

She do coke, no coca-cola
Where she from? she say, “the coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most

In that p#ss#, i’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, i’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes
In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho

I grip the k, get it brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho

I need somе brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, b#tch, danimals
Show me that you a animal
Shoes, supеr rare, vvs, solar flare (yeah)

Chopper like a magic trick, it make ’em disappear (yeah, yeah)
Get it? crystal clear, realest n#gg# in the area
I see some scary n#gg#s, but i’m scarier
Shoot him in the brain, that look terrible

I told his mom, the news was unbearable
I will embarrass you, walk in the bank and embarrass you
I spent five thousand on tennis shoes
I’ma pull up on his avenue, grrah, grrah, grrah

Shoot a few times, yeah, that’ll do
“live life,” ink on my hands, new tattoo
Used to do xans in the back of the classroom
Now i’m too rich, off the percs, feelin’ radical

That shotgun’ll tear ’em in half like a decimal
.40 with a dick, show you what the erection do
Shoot up your section, cardiac arresting you
Taking your revenue

That heavy metal will stick you like crackers stickin’ to they schedules
Only wanna f#ck on a b#tch if she yellow
Used to play the corners like a motherf#cking cello, yeah
I got dirty soda with no coaster

She do coke, no coca-cola
Where she from? she say, “the coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most

In that p#ss#, i’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, i’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes
In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho

I grip the k, get it brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho

I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, b#tch, danimals
Show me that you a animal
Pull up, new coupe

Right in your hood, i cruise through
Might hit they block with a few troops
b#tch, this is a glock not a deuce deuce
Get off his body, we nailed him

I heard that boy was a loose screw
So hot, ain’t sh#t you could tell him
Number one trending on youtube {uh
My money longer like uzi

Treat her like a groupie, i do what i want
I guarantee she wanna do me
And that’s ’cause i’m drippin’ in new saint laurent
Them snakes like to lurk in the grass

So you better be careful, and mow your lawn
My homie died, i’m disrespectful
Might dig up they mans just to roll up his blunt
I look at the opps like a comedy

We just say less, let the choppers speak
I come from one of the hottest streets
’cause we on the back by the parlor seat
A b#tch n#gg# play, he get rocked to sleep

Now i got blood on my prada sneaks
Takedown gang and this glock was free
Reach for the chain and it’s r.i.p, oh, oh
Money to make ‘lotta thots with me

I told my bae it’s hard not to cheat
Feel like real love an anomaly
’cause i’m used to lovin’ so toxically
It’s either that or i’m selfish

But i only want your heart, no one elses
Knew you was gon’ switch up, i felt it
Now i’m addicted to drugs, can’t help it
I got dirty soda with no coaster

She do coke, no coca-cola
Where she from? she say, “the coast”
She get wetter than a boat
That lil’ ho gon’ do the most

In that p#ss#, i’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, i’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes
In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho

I grip the k, get it brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed
Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho

I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, b#tch, danimals
Show me that you a animal
Yeah, ball like 2k, shorty

This coat, it cost two-k, shorty
Kick, push, cracked like lupe, shorty
Spanish girl like guadalupe, shorty
My gun bisexual, i shoot ya shorty

I’m on a pedestal, i got authority
These n#gg# my sons, i need maury
Playin’ with my guns, these ain’t toys
All them day one homies who claim is day one, them is not your boys

I heard what they was sayin’ when you wasn’t in the room, they tryna plot and destroy
I go to war with the opps, i pull up on his block, and they watchin’ my missiles deploy
Sippin’ the syrup while i load up the gun, go berserk, make him jerk like a reject, boy
Gucci all over my v-neck, boy

My gun a thot, it’ll neck that boy
F.n’ll disrespect that boy
Yo, lil’ b#tch, erect my boys
f#ck her from the back, she makin’ noise

Dick in her mouth, can’t hear her voice
I got the sauce like a packet of soy
Pockets be lookin’ just like a morgue
Bet you never seen me drip this f#ckin’ hard before

Bet you never seen me f#ck twenty-three broads before
In one night
Anything is possible, off of the molly, i put that on my life
Uh, f#ck ’em, then shoot up a party

I got dirty soda with no coaster
She do coke, no coca-cola
Where she from? she say, “the coast”
She get wetter than a boat

That lil’ ho gon’ do the most
In that p#ss#, i’ma float
I’m gon’ brag, i’m gon’ boast
Keep the tags on my clothes

In the kitchen cooking brack in the ho
I grip the k, get it brackin’ ‘lil ho
You gon’ need more than a napkin, ho
I’ma pull up, leave the casket closed

Actin’ ratchet with a ratchet ho
I need some brain from a ratchet ho
Slurp on my dick, b#tch, danimals
Show me that you a animal
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Juice WRLD Lyrics – Dirty Soda

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Release Year: 2020

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