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Aye Aye

"Aye Aye" Lyrics by Juice WRLD

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ayy, ayy (Ayy), I’ve been off a Xan, ayy

Paranoia, I can’t stand, ayy-ayy

Sauce, yeah, yeah, sauce, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, (Dez Wright) woah, woah

Okay, okay, okay, okay, I done came through with the ‘K

I’m the man, with a dream, like I’m Martin Luther King

Where the lean? Pour it up, high fashion, tote it up

And your girl? On her knees, yeah, she gon’ swallow up

I been balling like I’m John Wall, Wizards on these niggas

Wrist cold, mouth cold, like a blizzard on these niggas

God Damn, God Damn, I’ma sauce on a bitch

Gold grills, rose gold, I’ma floss on a bitch

Okay I’m known for taking bitches on the daily, ayy, ayy

I ball like rockets, that the new Tracy McGrady, ayy

You got a problem, that’s okay, I come through spraying, ayy

I got that Jackie Chan kush that lil Asian, ayy, okay

I got a Mexican bitch and an Asian bae

And I’ve been fucking all these bitches by the fucking bay

I got your girl doing acid, she snort fucking yay’

And if she ain’t paying for coke, out my fucking way, the fuck away, ayy

I say I’m balling like a fadeaway

Your girl gon’ fuck, another day

I popped a Xan, what can I fucking say?

I mix beans, going dumb, Dr. J, ayy

Damn, God damn, God damn, God damn

I am who I am, yeah, I am who I am

I’m in the kitchen whipping eggs, young Sam-I-Am

I’m dunking on these bitches heads, no NBA Jam, God Damn

Saucing up, boy I swear I’m the man, what the fuck

I’m high as hell, I felt like this way for months (Yeah)

I guess that’s what happens when you smoke 40 blunts (Yeah)

I’m super fly, super high, she call me her super guy

I’ma fuck her once, hit the blunt, then I tell her bye, God Damn

Tried to wife a nigga, nah, nice try

And you know I’m the fucking man, yeah, I am fly, too fly

New clothes, new shoes, new hoes, new cars, 2 doors

I ball D-Rose, woah, woah, woah, woah

Your girl dancing like she Mikey [?]

You run up on me, that’s okay, that 4 blow

I got that fire like a damn Komodo

You run up on me I’ma let this 4 blow, ayy

Sauce up, sauce up, no sauce, getting lost

Ayy, ayy, ayy, I said ayy, ayy, ayy, get the fuck out my way

Going 90 on the fucking highway, ayy, ayy

What the fuck can I say? Ayy, ayy

It’s been a wonderful day, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Sauce, ayy, ayy, ayy, swooh, swooh

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