Ransom (Remix|Explicit)

Ransom (Remix|Explicit) - Lil Tecca/Juice WRLD

Lyrics by：Nick Mira/Taz Taylor/Jarad Higgins/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe

Composed by：Nick Mira/Taz Taylor/Jarad Higgins/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe

Lil Tecca：

Turn you to a dancer

Yeah

Internet Money b***h

Lil Tecca：

I got black I got white what you want

Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom

I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb

They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom

I know that I'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah

Lil Tecca/Juice WRLD：

I got red I got blue what you want

The Chanel or Balenciaga Louis and Vuitton

She know I got the Fendi Prada when I hit Milan

I needed me a die or rider I need me the one

I started from the bottom you could see the way I stunt

I want all the diamonds I want that s**t to weigh a ton

The opps they tryna line me 'cause they hate the place I'm from

But them n***as don't know me they just know the place I'm from

I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place

But you ain't want me last year

So just get up out my face

They all up in my inbox so I know they want a taste

I know they want my downfall lil' n***a are you laced

Yeah

Lil Tecca/Juice WRLD：

I got black I got white what you want

Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom

Phantom

I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb

They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom

I know that I'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah

Juice WRLD：

I'm in it to win it I'ma be the best yes sir

Started from the bottom I ain't had no one yes sir

Had to get big on them n***as Bruce Banner

Bro split wigs turn a n***a to a dancer

I got hard I got soft what you want

Since the day that I've been on they been blowing up my phone

I can't hear 'em I got all this loud in my lungs

Thumbin' through these blue faces while I'm smoking on runts

Uh I'm in the hills

Ooh yeah

Countin' them bills

Ooh yeah

All baguette diamonds

Ooh yeah

Chandelier give her chills

Yeah

Feel like yesterday I was just watching Fresh Prince

Uh

Now the crib look like Bel-Air R.I.P. to Uncle Phil

Money big Uncle Phil

Twin Glocks Phil & Lil

N***as hate Uncle Tom

Spin them off me carousel

Get 'em off me go to hell

Silencer kill 'em soft

Tecca'll take you for ransom me I'll put you in a coffin

Lil Tecca/Juice WRLD：

I got black I got white what you want

Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom

I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb

They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom

I know that I'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah