Juice WRLD – Danny Phantom Lyrics

[Intro]
In your boyfriends stop tel him hands up
He a bitch tell him man up
Enviyon on the mix

I just popped a bean
Now I’m running through the stars
At the end of the day
They gon’ know who we are
Every time we fuck
Girl I take it too far
I was talkin bout I love you
I was tweaking off the bar
Xans up

[Hook]
Run up in your boyfriends spot tell him hands up
.40 to his face, make him cry
Tell him man up
Fuck your bitch, then I’m goin ghost
Danny Phantom
I just wanna pull up in the rolls
Yeah the phantom
Run up in your boyfriends spot tell him hands up
.40 to his face, make him cry
Tell him man up
Fuck your bitch, then I’m goin ghost
Danny Phantom
I just wanna pull up in the rolls
Yeah the phantom

[Verse 1]
Yeah I’m super handsome
Walkin with my handgun
Down to kill a fuck nigga out the random
Shorty say she fuck niggas out the random
Hit her phone, told her that I was a random
Everyday I wake up gettin money, gettin paid, yeah
Money over bitches, best believe I’m gettin laid
Anyway
Fuckin girls from all types of places
All types of backgrounds, all pretty faces
Money by the cases
All I need blue faces
Suck it then she taste it
Damn that shit my favorite
Damn that bitch my baby
Yeah she drive me crazy
That’s my one and only
Psych, bitch I got eighty
Time, time, time stops for no man
I blow nines, I don’t throw hands
She gon’ do that white like Lindsey Lohan
And I’m gon’ take some money from her boyfriend

[Hook]
Run up in your boyfriends spot tell him hands up
.40 to his face, make him cry
Tell him man up
Fuck your bitch, then I’m goin ghost
Danny Phantom
I just wanna pull up in the rolls
Yeah the phantom
Run up in your boyfriends spot tell him hands up
.40 to his face, make him cry
Tell him man up
Fuck your bitch, then I’m goin ghost
Danny Phantom
I just wanna pull up in the rolls
Yeah the phantom

[Verse 2]
Watch me do what I do
Left my old for my new
Shoes red, shoes blue
That bitch lost, blue clue
I’m the man, I’m the man
Yeah I know
Let me say that shit again
Bitch I’m xannin’ so I’m slow (ay)
Look at my new ho, yeah she pretty
We gon’ run the city
I’m so stuck, I’m so sedated
Keep that .9 tucked with me
Let a nigga try me
Imma do him like I’m Dej Loaf
Send him straight to heaven
Bullet holes give him halos
Give him a halo
Stack the money, I need pesos
I’m in the cut so I lay low
I’m shootin shit like I’m J-Lo
Makin money like I’m Jay-Z
Can’t a pussy nigga play me
I feel like I amthe man, yeah
I am, nigga can’t persuade me
Young nigga ballin out, feelin like I’m Michael
Swimmin through the money, yeah
I’m feelin like I’m Michael
Wash him up like a psycho
Read a nigga like a bible (on God)
Shoot a nigga with my rifle
Shoot a nigga then his grandfolks
Watch me

[Outro]
Hahaha
That shit funny

Juice WRLD – Rockstar Status Lyrics

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

[Verse: 1]
No more Xannies, gave em up
Last time I xannied, I threw up
In her panties, tear it up
She love all my Givenchy, she wear it up
She still running, from my love
Got the demons on me, I’m below high
And I’m done running, from the drugs
But they still running, from my gun, right
Club life, drug life, saw her in the club light
She a killer in the white shirt, that’s that off white
How you finna ball on my turf, that shit offsides
She told me that if I took the right drugs, then I won’t die

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

[Verse: 2]
I get money in my lone time, on my own time
I just popped a perc, and called a play so I’ll be fine
Don’t believe in sunshine, I’m a night guy
I lied when I told her I was Mr. Nice guy
Rockstar status, in the cut, with some Molly missin’
And you know that they dirty dancin’ for the dope
She said she gon’ suck me up until the bitch choke
Bitch I’m Danny Phantom, with the ghost
Pull up in a Phantom, like a ghost, right
Young rich, handsome, did the most, huh
Pop it like Champaigne, she tryna have a toast, right

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

nothing,nowhere. – Hammer

[Verse 1]
Yeah
I did it all on my own, no promo
I got fans gettin’ tats of my logo
I remember when nobody came to my shows
But I kept on comin’ back like a yo-yo
In high school, they would laugh, try to label
Eatin’ lunch with nobody at my table
Everyone that used to doubt got a day job
I just made a few stacks off a merch drop

[Pre-Chorus]
Think it’s about time that they go and take me serious
If you not feelin’ this, you probably delirious
I’m on one, yes, I’m on one, they could never be
Me, ’cause I’m the reaper in your dreams, ’cause
Think it’s about time they trade the clout for sobriety
I can feel the hate buildin’ up, it’s inside of me
I’m on one, yes, I’m on one, they could never be
Me, ’cause I’m the reaper in your dreams, ’cause

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Verse 2]
CDG on my feet when I hop out
Me and Jay on the beat, that’s a bop now
Whole squad goin’ dumb like it’s summer school
I got hits, got smashes like a drummer do
OMG, now you see me on the TV
Went from sellin’ beats, to now I’m sellin’ CD’s
I know you see me, know you need me, but believe me
I feel like dyin’ like my name Lil’ Weezy

[Pre-Chorus]
Think it’s about time that they go and take me serious
If you not feelin’ this, you probably delirious
I’m on one, yes, I’m on one, they could never be
Me, ’cause I’m the reaper in your dreams, ’cause
Think it’s about time they trade the clout for sobriety
I can feel the hate buildin’ up, it’s inside of me
I’m on one, yes, I’m on one, they could never be
Me, ’cause I’m the reaper in your dreams, ’cause

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Chorus]
Play the guitar like a young Santana
Reppin’ VT like my name Bernie Sanders
Livin’ two lives like my name Danny Phantom
All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer

[Outro]
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer)
(Hammer, hammer)
(All my shit bang like a motherfuckin’ hammer)