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Under Her Skin

"Under Her Skin" Lyrics by Juice WRLD

Oh, hope my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

She ballin’ out her eyes from the bench

She tell me that she’ll never play love games again

Woah, my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

Oh, she’s ballin’ her eyes out from the bench

She don’t got no choice, she resorts to the-

Benzos, every day she live and die for benzos

New drug dealer, what’s his info?

Her plus heartbreak equals Xans

Need a new equation, she gon’ die tryna do the math

Suicidal tendencies, she hopin’ that they end it fast

Fentanyl in a Fendi bag, she don’t even smoke the gas

She been sleep for three days, cuttin’ up, missin’ class

Teacher called, asked, “What’s wrong?”

Slurrin’ back, you say “He gone”

Runnin’ out of downers, you look down at your dresser

You see a 8 ball of all pure Colombian pleasure

It was left by that dude you tried to fuck to forget me

You snort a line and rail a Perc to see which one is better

Walkin’ ’round in your mind pickin’ up my belongings

I got a lot of shit here, it’s been takin’ forever

Walkin’ ’round in your heart with some fuel and some fire

The same fire tatted on me, heart destroyer forever, goodbye

Hope my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

She ballin’ out her eyes from the bench

She tell me that she’ll never play love games again

Woah, my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

Oh, she ballin’ her eyes out from the bench

She don’t got no choice, she resorts to the-

Gossip, always in my business

Wonderin’ what I’m sippin’, and how I’m livin’

A lot of things are different, you not bein’ here is what I was missin’

Feel like I’m in a heaven house, still pour up in a Hell’s Kitchen

In Chicago makin’ heartbreak songs, eatin’ on some Hell’s Chicken

Miami callin’ me, oh-oh, them calls I’m missin’

I’m callin’ the ambulance, oh-oh, the thought of you was sickenin’, sickenin’, sickenin’

Trippin’, sip-sippin’, three six in a cup like it’s Memphis

Oh I’m drippin’, new girl got hoes, she pimpin’

We got hoes, we share ’em, get it?

Make her eat you out, bitch, get it?

This ho think she been on my mind, quit it

Unlike her, I know how to mind business

Oh-oh-oh, lullabies in your dome

Spread insanity through your soul

Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

Hope my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

She ballin’ out her eyes from the bench

She tell me that she’ll never play love games again

Woah, my lullabies get under her skin

Like the itch from the Percs on a binge

Oh, she ballin’ her eyes out from the bench

She don’t got no choice, she resorts to the-

Oh-oh-oh, lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul

Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

Lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul

Rock-a-bye baby, are you ready to die?

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