Lyrics Floor It - Juice WRLD

Floor It

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Different color pills, you know the deal
I was doing drugs before the record deal
Different color pills, you know the deal (ahh)
Different color pills, you know the deal
I was doing drugs right before the record deal
I was fighting love way before the record deal
I ain’t even spend no money for my record deal
It’s a new day a little over six months ago, I got a new bae
If you got some spare time, ask my ex how her life taste
I bet yo ass get blocked, ay
I bet she’s still in shock, ay
I know she ain’t forgot, ay
But now I’m at the top with my forever love, It’s kinda like forever drugs
I’m
It’s Dior on her face no make up you still Sephora
These bitches wearing all this make-up that getting annoying and boring
I bet you when she take it off she look like Michael Jordan
I bet you when her friend take it off she looks like Ben Gordon
On Instagram she Beyoncé in real life she A Randy Orton
If I saw her on the street I wouldn’t pick her up, I would floor it (uh)
Yea I got a girl but I’m speaking on behalf of my bros
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Why they gotta pick ugly hoes?
Y’all supposed to pretty though
If they knew it was catfishes swimming in they wouldn’t been fishing in your
city hoe, get rid of these hoes (uh)
Different color pills, you know the deal
I was doing drugs right before the record deal
I was fighting love way before the record deal
I ain’t even spend no money for my record deal
It’s a new day a little over six months ago I got a new bae
If you got some spare time, ask my ex how her life taste
I bet yo ass get blocked, ay
I bet she’s still in shock, ay
I know she ain’t forgot, ay
I been through a lot, check
I done learned a lot, check
Get high and forget, check
Then relax and plot, whats next?
Don’t think I ain’t noticed your hoe wanna pull up to my spot
Chris and wanna fuck, I told that bitch I think not (go home)
I make love to ally then I make love to my Glock
I make love to lotti then we get up and go shop
Buy her a pair of Gucci panties just so I could make em' drop
Tour threw her a Gucci crop top now she need a
Bae lets have a conversation my crotch your twat
Hop in it, yea
Hop in it, yea, hopscotch
She can only get three ways out (uh) oh my god
She keep screaming oh my god, baby girl I’m not Allah (no)
Different color pills, you know the deal
I was doing drugs right before the record deal
I was fighting love way before the record deal
I ain’t even spend no money for my record deal
It’s a new day a little over six months ago I got a new bae
If you got some spare time, ask my ex how her life taste
I bet yo ass get blocked, ay
I bet she’s still in shock, ay
I know she ain’t forgot, ay
Go home