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

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