Juice Wrld - Fell in luv lyrics

I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came fu*k the bank 'til the guap came I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine Too bad we don't love the same thing I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah fu*k the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah) I fell in love with her pussy, she love cocaine Too bad we don't like the same things Uh Ain't no timberland, i boot it up, (yeah, ayy) One second, it's leave me 'lone Then, i don't want to be alone Yeah, i want you to leave me 'lone I feel like a boss, b*tch, you're fired, you laid off A killer at heart, b*tch, i feel like i'm adolf In the cut, my ak on me, i'm goin let it off Don't believe me try me, yeah, yeah, yeah, i get it off Its got a .45 b*tch, yeah With a .9 b*tch, you know you ain't my b*tch You's a sidekick, you know you ain't my b*tch You's a sidekick, i still make her ride it like a bike I get ghost up in that ghost, huh Yeah, i do the most Brag up on 'em, and i boast, yeah Pop a bottle, pop a model, same thing in my eyes Run up on me, .40 on me, leave you traumatized Yeah yeah, ay I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came fu*k the bank 'til the guap came I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine Too bad we don't love the same thing I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah fu*k the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah) I fell in love with her pussy, she love cocaine Too bad we don't like the same things Uh Catch a body gang, that's what we about, yeah, ayy Off the molly gang, at your b*tch house, uh, ayy Got the whole gang at your b*tch house, uh, ayy Did our whole thing at your b*tch house, yeah I ain't never ever lacking, uh, huh, huh .40 on me, yeah, i smack it, uh, huh, huh Told you i ain't with the lacking, uh, huh, huh Yeah, i be pistol packing, yeah, huh, huh Yeah, i go through these phases, it’s amazing, this b*tch drive me crazy, like mercedes Crash the mercedes, smash your lady On the daily, fu*k ni**a don’t play me fu*k ni**a i play for keeps, on the scene i spray then leave, these ni**as won’t let me be, these ni**as won’t let me breathe, run up on me i make em bleed, got a gun on my hip fall back, got a choppa in the trunk fall back, ayy I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came fu*k the bank 'til the guap came I fell in love with that b*tch, she love cocaine Too bad we don't love the same thing I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah fu*k the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah) I fell in love with her pussy, she love cocaine Too bad we don't like the same things