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Masterpiece Song Lyrics
Masterpiece by Juice WRLD [Intro]
Ah, look
I got my family in the booth with me
Man, it’s Peter, Frank, Tiko, Jamie, Brandon, my nigga Zay, you feel me? Haha
Man, I’m just a young fly nigga
But, this for the people people who say I can’t rap, like I got them bars, uh

[Verse]
Now these xans got me tweakin’
f**k it, I’ma pop a few more and get to sleepin’
Hoes on my dick, got her wet, shorty leakin’
I’ma f**k her on the weekend while I’m listenin’ to Weeknd
Damn, I’m swimmin’ through this money, on the deep end
You run up on me, that’s okay, you drownin’ on the deep end
That four-five hit ’em, make his head fall apart
Boy, your girl givin’ brain, but that b**ch never smart
I finessed her, life is just a blessing
Got my hand toted on that f**kin’ Smith and Wesson
If I catch him, I’ma kill him and teach his ass a lesson
I shoot a motherf**ker if I ever feel threatened
So I never feel threatened, and then the pain lessens
I’ma pop drugs, they my teachers, that’s the lesson
Mix ’em with the water, make ’em disappear
Magic trick, Harry Potter when a nigga reappear
In the kitchen, water whippin’, can you relate, nigga?
Are you early to the party? Are you late, nigga?
Run up on me, that’s okay, you get baked, nigga
I get to cookin’ motherf**kers, soufflé, nigga
I got the beats on this beat, Dr. Dre, nigga
In the club drunk, that’s that f**kin’ Alize, nigga
Shout out to Zay, nigga, we some alcoholics
We some ball-a-holics, I’ma ball until I die
Ball until I’m fallin’, I should be signed to Spalding
Niggas talkin’ stupid ’til I run in his apartment
I been selling drugs like they ship to what department?
Store niggas talkin’ sh*t ’til I run up and kill them
More, make a body flip like parkour
Then again I’m tryna f**k the world, no hard porn
Niggas talkin’ that sh*t ’til a body get torn apart
Damn right, I’m that man, please don’t get me started
Kickin’ b**ches out the crib, they compare me to Martin
I may pull up in that Aston and mixed with the Martin
Niggas talkin’ hella sh*t ’til I run up and spark ’em
Iron on my hip, they compare me to Tony Stark
‘Cause I’m Tony Stark and back to the books
They say I’m Noah’s Ark and the Rosa Park and damn right
Niggas know I’m goin’ crazy, do this sh*t all night
Motherf**kers talkin’ stupid, boy, long flight
‘Cause I swear I’m fly forever
Yeah, I swear I’m fly forever
Wrist so cold, it could change the weather
I hope you’re prepared for a blizzy summer
Look, uh
Now I’ma let the glizzy shoot
I don’t give a f**k what a pussy nigga do
Run up on me, I’ma hang him, somebody hand me the noose
I am sick of all this truce, I want the war, f**k a truce
Superman up in this booth, I don’t even need a cape
I’m just tryna f**k the world, they accusin’ me of rape
Run up on me, I’ma kill ’em, put the pistol to your face
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout a pencil but I leave his ass erased, okay
I’m coolin’ with my guys more that usual
Niggas talkin’ stupid but I’ll mix you like a Rubix cube
I’m smart with this rap sh*t and you a dumb nigga
Shoot you in your chest a few times, I’m a numb nigga, uh
Yeah, this sh*t is painless, umbrella for the club, I’m on that rain sh*t
Window pain sh*t, out the crib Martin Payne sh*t
b**ches painless, run up on you with that TEC, b**ch
I’m in a tank like Master Pete
Picasso on the track, I’ma spit a master piece
I’ma slave, so hold on, would a master please
Come take these gold diamond chains off of me? Huh