Juice Wrld - Outta Pocket lyrics

[Hook] I’m high, and I’m nauseous Oops, I meant obnoxious These hoes flockin’ These n***as watchin’ Runnin’ outta options’ Gettin’ outta pocket These hoes watchin’ These n***as flockin’ Runnin’ outta options Gettin’ outta pocket These hoes watchin’ These n***as flockin’ Runnin’ outta options Gettin’ outta pocket [Verse 1] I see fake sh** almost every day Choppa get the beats like Dr. Dre Drunk off percocets, and [?] I get high, so I feel numb, so it’s okay My problems is dead, but I just run away Xanny my umbrella, for a rainy day These n***as ain’t straight, look like a parade Choppa got a gold tip like Flava Flav Member I ain’t had no gun, I used the razor blade It was still a drill, when I came around, I feel like Major Pain Prince up in that double cup, I been sippin’ purple rain I be throwin’ hands and throwin’ bands, never throwin’ shade [Hook] These hoes watchin’ Runnin’ outta options Gettin’ outta pocket These hoes watchin’ These n***as flockin’ Runnin’ outta options, yuh, one take gang [Verse 2] Runnin’ outta options, I was given too many I save all my money, I’m not spendin’ a penny Boy I’m lyin’, I just spent 2 thousand up in Supreme Over sh** I don’t wear, I don’t f** with them jeans I still bought em, cause I couldn’t remember when I couldn’t Wish a n***a would, I never wish a n***a wouldn’t Run up on me, no he shouldn’t Oh no, no he shouldn’t Pull up on him with that choppa, like oh no he didn’t Pull up on him, with my room, you know that sh** was missin’ UFC, he wanna fight, my fist put him in submission I don’t f** with pussies, but I still beat up the kitten He was totin’ a Taurus, n***a I was totin’ a smithon [Hook] Watchin, thes hoes watchin’ Runnin’ outta options Gettin’ outta pocket These hoes flockin’ These n***as flockin’ Runnin’ outta options Gettin’ outta pocket [Verse 3] Freestyle the whole song, I don’t even care You unaware that your b**h over here in her underwear That VVS on my wrist is lookin’ like a Solar Flare My choppa like a home run, get that n***a outta here Goin’, goin’, gone Transform to a car, like Megatron f** yo b**h, I glow up in the dark, I feel like Tron I choose you, she come and s** my ball like Pokemon Call of Duty, with that choppa, watch how all my n***as spawn Cal me Juice Osam, walkin’ and I’m flyer than that bomb [Outro] Uh, huh These hoes flockin’ Runnin’ outta options