Haha (feat. RichBoyPopin)

Juice WRLD

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    Grrah
    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    Bah

    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    No lows, baby, I'm too high
    No new friends, baby, no, not I
    Hop in the space ship like Sci-Fi
    I make the cash appear, ta-da
    Magic trick with the dollar signs
    I'ma laugh to the bank, haha
    Ha-ha, haha, ha-ha, mmm

    I refuse to wait (uh), I'm on the paper chase (ha), mmm
    Are you gon' ride today?
    Pull it out, cock it back, fire away
    Guess I'm in a daze
    VVS choke my neck, make it harder to breathe
    Feelin' violent today, don't try it today
    Pockets fat, Rick Ross, no diet today

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    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    No lows, baby, I'm too high
    No new friends, baby, no, not I
    Hop in the space ship like Sci-Fi
    I make the cash appear, ta-da
    Magic trick with the dollar signs
    I'ma laugh to the bank, haha
    Ha-ha, haha, ha-ha
    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    No lows, baby, I'm too high
    No new friends, baby, no, not I
    Hop in the space ship like Sci-Fi
    I make the cash appear, ta-da
    Magic trick with the dollar signs
    I'ma laugh to the bank, haha
    Ha-ha, haha, ha-ha

    Choppa on me, it's gon' hit yo' spine
    Like a Hinduism, put a dot between yo' eyes
    Baby, don't tear up, I hate when you cry
    Baby, don't tear up, I'm probably not aware of what's eating you alive
    So, baby, promise not to leave my side, oh
    Baby, promise not to be the one to lead to my demise
    So promise you gon' stick my side
    I don't have no new friends, baby, no, not me
    No, not I, no, not me
    Baby, you know you perfect, them hoes not tea
    I'm Clyde the way you Bonnie
    Huh, Ralph Lauren the way you ride me
    My gun gon' go bisexual in this bitch if you try me
    I hope I don't gotta shoot, I hope cupid did his job
    I don't wanna have to show him how to do it with the Glock
    Tryna stay up out that life, but I got ties with the mob
    They call me tube, the way I got ties with yo' mom

    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    No lows, baby, I'm too high
    I just smoked the weed, and I got smoke in my eyes
    So I started to cry
    I make the cash appear, ta-da
    Magic trick with the dollar signs
    I'ma laugh to the bank, haha
    Ha-ha, haha, ha-ha
    Choppa on me go grrah, grrah, grrah
    No lows, baby, I'm too high
    No new friends, baby, no, not I
    Hop in the space ship like Sci-Fi
    I make the cash appear, ta-da
    Magic trick with the dollar signs
    I'ma laugh to the bank, haha
    Ha-ha, haha, ha-ha, mmm
    Mmm

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    Composition: Illevin and Juice Wrld

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