i won t miss ya

Juicy J

[Intro]
Yeah...Still high
Still like fuck you niggas (Pussy!)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I don t play with guns but we call them toys
Totin big straps that make a lot of noise
Talking big money, niggas better know it
Gun never on safety, I m paranoid
I don t pull it out unless I m bout to shoot
I got military guns, I got goons too
Tryna find me, where your black suit
You think you gon catch me slippin , you a damn fool
My bitches strapped, they keep it in they purse
Tryna ride up on me now you ridin a hearse
That trippy shit, I m on another planet (mars)
Niggas hating on me I m bullet proof, a phantom
Ridin in a black car, ridin with a black bag
Black gloves, black hoodie, ridin with a black mask
I know niggas scared, so don t try to flex
A couple of bullets hit his body tore up his chest

[Hook:]
A hundred rounds, I won t miss ya ass
Put your ass on a shirt saying they miss your ass
Your family miss you, your girl miss you
The niggas miss you, Juicy J I won t miss ya
I won t miss ya (x3) Juicy J I won t miss ya (repeat)

[Instrumental]

[Hook]