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Armed And Dangerous

"Armed And Dangerous" Lyrics by Juice WRLD

Gun ’em down (Bih, yeah)

With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)

Gun ’em down

Oh my God, huh

Ya dig (uh, hoo)

999 shit, ayy (hoo)

When I’m in town (Yeah, uh), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down, hoo)

Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)

Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)

So much money, damn it, I forget to count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)

Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo), look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)

I get the cash, I’m out (Yeah, hoo), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)

Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh), look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)

I get the cash, I’m out (Look, uh), I just be cashin’ out (You dig? Skrr)

Walk in that bitch and I’m faded, uh, I fuck that bitch when I’m faded

I got the M&M’s (Millions), called my mom, told her I made it

Yeah, mama, your son too famous (Yeah), he on everybody playlist

But he’s still armed and dangerous, he’ll pop at a stranger

Sippin’ lean, cliché, I still do it anyway

Red or purple in the cup, which one shall I pick today? Ayy, ayy

Sippin’ hard, gun on me, no need for bodyguard

Aim at your body parts, yeah, take off your body parts, yeah

I’m swingin’ when I’m off the ecstasy (Uh), that’s a Molly park, yeah

Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that’s a Tony Stark, yeah

Pourin’ fours in a twenty, yeah, I’m soda pop, yeah

I’m O.C., three-gram wood full of OG (Huh)

BMBM dick like Moby (Uh), gon’ make him flash, Adobe (Uh)

Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh

Bitch, I need it

Matter fact, fuck that shit, I’m rich, you can keep it

Yeah (Bitch, woo, damn, yeah), damn

Rich niggas over here (They over here, huh), yeah

Broke niggas over there (They over there, uh, hoo, uh)

Why is you over here? (Why?)

Go over there (Go over, uh, go over, hoo, go over there, what?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

When I’m in town (Yeah, uh), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down, hoo)

Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)

Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)

So much money, damn it, I forget to count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)

Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo), look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)

I get the cash, I’m out (Yeah, hoo), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)

Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh), look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)

I get the cash, I’m out (Look, uh), I just be cashin’ out (You dig? Skrr)

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