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OJ Glove

"OJ Glove" Lyrics by Juice WRLD

DY Krazy

Yeah (This shit gon’ be hard, nigga)

Yeah (Millz what you on nigga? Uh-huh)

Yeah, Abyss, woo (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, woah, woah, woah, huh

I’m like OJ (Uh-huh), with the glove (Uh-huh)

I’m like twenties, (Uh-huh), with the dubs (Uh-huh)

I’m her doctor, huh (Uh-huh), got her drugs (Uh-huh)

From the ghetto (Uh-huh), yeah, the slums (Uh-huh)

Big ol’ AK (Grrah), sound like a drum (Uh-huh)

Hit her from the back, she screamin’ loud, speakin’ in tongues (Yeah, yeah)

Cha-ching, I get paid-aid, yeah, rich as fuck

Hell yeah, she gon’ fuck ’cause I got big bills, Donald Duck (Yeah)

Chill, come here, what’s your sign? Wait, don’t tell me, bae

I’m a fortune-teller, read your mind

Stevie Wonder love, steal your heart, bitch, I will rob you blind

And Kurt Cobain, drugs, I been high since 1995

And I was born in ’98 (I was born in ’98, woo), ya dig?

That mean I been gettin’ high since negative three, nigga, yeah (Ya dig?)

That mean I been gettin’ high since negative three, nigga (Ya’ dig?)

Saw three niggas, shot three times, that’s negative three niggas (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

Huh, huh, huh, do the math

High as hell, on Rodeo, spendin’ cash, yeah

Drivin’ crazy in a Mercedes, tryna scare dad

Y’all don’t even know who that is (Y’all don’t even know)

Uh, yeah, on the money hunt, yeah

In the ‘Rari listening to Bonds, yeah

Swervo tape, yeah, in the winter, I’ll have every Moncler

From every season, you wanna know the reason? (Yeah)

I couldn’t afford it back then, now I need everything, times ten (Uh)

Big ballin’, Shaquille O’Neal, I’ma break the glass then (Uh)

Bad bitch wanna fuck, take a perc, I’ma break her back in (Uh)

Uh, uh-uh-uh (Yeah, yeah), I’ma hit that shit all night long (What, what, what, what?)

I’m like OJ (Uh-huh), with the glove (Uh-huh)

I’m like twenties (Uh-huh), with the dubs (Uh-huh)

I’m her doctor, huh (Yeah), got her drugs (Yeah, yeah)

From the ghetto (Yeah), yeah, the slums (Yeah, yeah)

Big ol’ AK (Grra), sound like a drum (Yeah, yeah)

Hit her from the back, she screamin’ loud, speakin’ in tongues (Speakin’ in tongues)

Cha-ching, I get paid-aid, yeah, rich as fuck

Hell yeah, she gon’ fuck ’cause I got big bills, Donald Duck

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, 808 the gang, hold up

150 the gang, No Limit the gang

You know what I claim-aim

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