Doomsday (Explicit)

[00:00.00]Doomsday (Explicit) - Lyrical Lemonade/Juice WRLD/Cordae
[00:00.47]Lyrics by:Max Lord/Lyrical Lemonade/Jarad Higgins/Cordae Dunston/Melvin Charles Bradford/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young
[00:00.94]Composed by:Max Lord/Lyrical Lemonade/Jarad Higgins/Cordae Dunston/Melvin Charles Bradford/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young
[00:01.41]Produced by:Max Lord/Cole Bennett
[00:01.89]Uh-huh yeah-yeah
[00:06.23]Juice is eating a uh ice cream
[00:08.65]With uh lots of caramel
[00:10.34]*****
[00:10.54]I just had a ice cream sandwich M&Ms
[00:15.28]On a Eminem beat ironically
[00:18.62]Yeah-yeah three years
[00:21.74]Uh uh okay
[00:23.51]I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain
[00:25.74]With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name
[00:28.33]This industry has nothin' to offer beyond fame
[00:31.08]Time to take these niggas to school LeBron James
[00:33.48]Lesson one I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures
[00:36.59]Smash divas stash reefer in the lab freezer
[00:38.88]I found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab
[00:41.25]So I'm in class smokin' gas slappin' the class preacher
[00:44.10]Bring the house down on you h*es Queen Latifah
[00:46.62]I'm too fast gettin' this cash
[00:48.32]Get in the way get your brain bashed
[00:49.94]Chopper gon' smash hittin' your face
[00:51.47]I'ma tie up just like a shoe my flow laced
[00:54.10]Y'all niggas so fake wash your face in my showcase
[00:56.56]Fresher than Colgate make h*es wait I hold weight
[00:59.17]Bottle of Rosé in the Rolls drivin' with road rage
[01:01.90]For ten days off Xans just tryna get paid
[01:04.29]And since the sixth grade I been great no sensei
[01:06.86]My rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great
[01:09.44]I smoke ten J's with two h*es that go both ways
[01:12.43]Funny how two plus two equals foreplay
[01:15.11]Speakin' of foreplay had this **** in the hallway with
[01:17.55]A nun on Sunday I guess I'm just too blessed
[01:19.71]Woah ayy
[01:20.07]Me and my nigga Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe
[01:22.58]You knew it first got my mom Chanel with the newest purse
[01:25.29]Birkin bag never hurt to ask "What type of purse is that"
[01:27.85]Something that's very ******* expensive I deserve to brag
[01:30.44]I murder tracks this isn't mumble it's murder rap
[01:33.04]Type of **** your grandma understand with her old a*s
[01:35.54]Spend a half a million then go back and make some more cash
[01:37.96]The hair trigger Brazilian you would get your whole hood waxed
[01:40.42]See what you know about my life and my troubled past
[01:42.13]Took the shuttle pass hit the mall I got double cash copped the duffle bag
[01:45.38]Ten bands on my ******* a*s that's a subtle brag
[01:48.16]Hi Level we be makin' moves hit the huddle fast ah
[01:50.85]Break the huddle get a sack that's a fumble on the play
[01:53.27]Not in my house he look like Mutombo in the face
[01:55.96]Leave him spinnin' like a funnel cloud with lightning and some thunder
[01:58.35]Like the Wizard of O-Z the way we carry him away
[02:01.02]Uh
[02:01.32]Carry him then bury him barbarian
[02:03.95]Beef with anybody even if you vegetarian
[02:06.29]My flow on ebola your flow just need Claritin
[02:09.01]Runnin' laps 'round these chaps it's embarrassin'
Doomsday (Explicit) - Lyrical Lemonade/Juice WRLD/Cordae
Lyrics by:Max Lord/Lyrical Lemonade/Jarad Higgins/Cordae Dunston/Melvin Charles Bradford/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young
Composed by:Max Lord/Lyrical Lemonade/Jarad Higgins/Cordae Dunston/Melvin Charles Bradford/Marshall Mathers/Andre Young
Produced by:Max Lord/Cole Bennett
Uh-huh yeah-yeah
Juice is eating a uh ice cream
With uh lots of caramel
*****
I just had a ice cream sandwich M&Ms
On a Eminem beat ironically
Yeah-yeah three years
Uh uh okay
I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain
With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name
This industry has nothin' to offer beyond fame
Time to take these niggas to school LeBron James
Lesson one I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures
Smash divas stash reefer in the lab freezer
I found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab
So I'm in class smokin' gas slappin' the class preacher
Bring the house down on you h*es Queen Latifah
I'm too fast gettin' this cash
Get in the way get your brain bashed
Chopper gon' smash hittin' your face
I'ma tie up just like a shoe my flow laced
Y'all niggas so fake wash your face in my showcase
Fresher than Colgate make h*es wait I hold weight
Bottle of Rosé in the Rolls drivin' with road rage
For ten days off Xans just tryna get paid
And since the sixth grade I been great no sensei
My rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great
I smoke ten J's with two h*es that go both ways
Funny how two plus two equals foreplay
Speakin' of foreplay had this **** in the hallway with
A nun on Sunday I guess I'm just too blessed
Woah ayy
Me and my nigga Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe
You knew it first got my mom Chanel with the newest purse
Birkin bag never hurt to ask "What type of purse is that"
Something that's very ******* expensive I deserve to brag
I murder tracks this isn't mumble it's murder rap
Type of **** your grandma understand with her old a*s
Spend a half a million then go back and make some more cash
The hair trigger Brazilian you would get your whole hood waxed
See what you know about my life and my troubled past
Took the shuttle pass hit the mall I got double cash copped the duffle bag
Ten bands on my ******* a*s that's a subtle brag
Hi Level we be makin' moves hit the huddle fast ah
Break the huddle get a sack that's a fumble on the play
Not in my house he look like Mutombo in the face
Leave him spinnin' like a funnel cloud with lightning and some thunder
Like the Wizard of O-Z the way we carry him away
Uh
Carry him then bury him barbarian
Beef with anybody even if you vegetarian
My flow on ebola your flow just need Claritin
Runnin' laps 'round these chaps it's embarrassin'