You Wouldn't Understand (Clean)

You Wouldn't Understand (Clean) - Juice WRLD

Lyrics by：Max Lord/Jarad Higgins/Filip Gezin/Nils Noehden/Nedim Melkic

Composed by：Max Lord/Jarad Higgins/Filip Gezin/Nils Noehden/Nedim Melkic

Oh-oh-oh 9 oh 9 this time

I'ma say this one time one time only

Water

Gezin

Wouldn't understand

'Cause Ski with me in this b***h you know gang s**t

What you don't understand 'bout me is

Yeah what

I never gave a f**k about a godd**n thing

Yeah

I wake up in the morning do my godd**n thing I

Huh what you don't understand 'bout me is

I never gave a f**k about a godd**n thing

I wake up in the morning do my godd**n thing

I pop I sip I pour up lean I

I'm lost in my abyss

Wake up all I see is black a solar eclipse

All I know is guns and s*x load up the clip

Told your b***h to get on her knees and suck the d**k right

Freak ho yeah yeah

I'ma live my life like it's my last days

Don't believe in slow I'm movin' fast paced

Ain't no Tom and Jerry 'round here ain't no Rat Race

This is an outrage

This is an outrage

I ain't sleep in like six days

Poppin' Percs I can't think straight

I still run it like a relay relay

What you don't understand 'bout me is

I never gave a f**k about a godd**n thing

I wake up in the morning do my godd**n thing

I pop I sip I pour up lean I

I break the pill into minerals

Then I put it in my cereal uh

They look at me as a criminal

Hate on the kid 'cause this s**t gettin' critical

You got a Lambo' truck it's rented though

Look at my car you can't it's tinted ho

Bad b***h in the back seat got ten of those

Hit her like a dance gigolo-gigolo

I got 'em puzzled just like a riddle

Freestyle s**t I don't ever spit writtens

Beat up the p***y I don't f**k with the kitten

Thirty clip hangin' out the black-a*s Smith &

Catch me listenin' to John Lennon

With your b***h in Versace linens

Or maybe Ozzy or maybe Billy Idol that's one of my idols livin'

I'm in the party I don't really need no posse I'm boolin' with 150

That's my shawty finna get the boy name tatted all over her titties

Remember hood rocks and stealin' food out of Hibachi wouldn't catch me tippin'

Brand new shotty twelve-gauge on that body don't let me catch you slippin'

What you don't understand 'bout me is

I never gave a f**k about a godd**n thing

I wake up in the morning do my godd**n thing

I pop I sip I pour up lean I

I pour my lean up oh

Yeah maybe I should try water huh

Water 'er