Back to Top

Juice Wrld - Armed and Dangerous Lyrics



Juice Wrld - Armed and Dangerous Lyrics




Gun 'em down (Bih, yeah)
With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)
Gun 'em down
Oh my God, huh
Ya dig (Uh, hoo)
999 shit, ayy (Hoo)
(When)

I'm in town (Yeah, uh)
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo)
Shoot 'em down (Bow)
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)
Run the town (What?)
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)
So much money, damn it
I forgot the count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo)
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)
I get the cash, I'm out (Yeah, hoo)
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh)
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh)
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr)


Walk in that bitch and I'm faded, uh
I f*ck that bitch when I'm faded
I got the M&M's (Millions)
I called my mom, told her I made it
Yeah, mama, your son too famous (Yeah)
He on everybody playlist
But he's still armed and dangerous
He'll pop at a stranger
Sippin' lean, cliché
I still do it anyway
Red or purple in the cup
Which one shall I pick today? Ayy, ayy
Sippin' hard
Gun on me, no need for bodyguard
Aim at your body parts, yeah
Take off your body parts, yeah
I'm swingin' when I'm off the ecstasy (Uh)
That's a Molly park, yeah
Iron on me, hoo-hoo
That's a Tony Stark, yeah
Pourin' fours in a twenty ounce soda pop, yeah
I'm O.C
Three-gram wood full of OG (Huh)
Give BM dick like Moby (Uh)
Gon' make him flash, Adobe (Uh)
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh
Bitch, I need it
Matter fact, f*ck that shit, I'm rich
You can keep it
Yeah (Bitch, woo, damn, yeah), damn
Rich niggas over here (They over here, huh), yeah
Broke niggas over there (They over there, uh, hoo, uh)
Why is you over here? (Why?)
Go over there (Go over, uh, go over, hoo, go over there, what?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in town (Yeah, uh)
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo)
Shoot 'em down (Bow)
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)
Run the town (What?)
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)
So much money, damn it
I forgot the count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo)
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)
I get the cash, I'm out (Yeah, hoo)
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh)
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh)
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Gun 'em down (Bih, yeah)
With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)
Gun 'em down
Oh my God, huh
Ya dig (Uh, hoo)
999 shit, ayy (Hoo)
(When)

I'm in town (Yeah, uh)
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo)
Shoot 'em down (Bow)
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)
Run the town (What?)
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)
So much money, damn it
I forgot the count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo)
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)
I get the cash, I'm out (Yeah, hoo)
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh)
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh)
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr)


Walk in that bitch and I'm faded, uh
I f*ck that bitch when I'm faded
I got the M&M's (Millions)
I called my mom, told her I made it
Yeah, mama, your son too famous (Yeah)
He on everybody playlist
But he's still armed and dangerous
He'll pop at a stranger
Sippin' lean, cliché
I still do it anyway
Red or purple in the cup
Which one shall I pick today? Ayy, ayy
Sippin' hard
Gun on me, no need for bodyguard
Aim at your body parts, yeah
Take off your body parts, yeah
I'm swingin' when I'm off the ecstasy (Uh)
That's a Molly park, yeah
Iron on me, hoo-hoo
That's a Tony Stark, yeah
Pourin' fours in a twenty ounce soda pop, yeah
I'm O.C
Three-gram wood full of OG (Huh)
Give BM dick like Moby (Uh)
Gon' make him flash, Adobe (Uh)
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh
Bitch, I need it
Matter fact, f*ck that shit, I'm rich
You can keep it
Yeah (Bitch, woo, damn, yeah), damn
Rich niggas over here (They over here, huh), yeah
Broke niggas over there (They over there, uh, hoo, uh)
Why is you over here? (Why?)
Go over there (Go over, uh, go over, hoo, go over there, what?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in town (Yeah, uh)
Party's goin' down (You dig? It's goin' down, hoo)
Shoot 'em down (Bow)
With a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round, hoo, ayy)
Run the town (What?)
Ballin' hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish, ayy)
So much money, damn it
I forgot the count (Cash, cash, cash, you dig? Hoo)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig? Hoo)
Look at the cash amount (Hoo, ooh, you dig?)
I get the cash, I'm out (Yeah, hoo)
I do the dash, I'm out (You dig? Yeah, hoo, ooh)
Look at my bank account (You dig? Ooh)
Look at the cash amount (You dig? Skrt, uh)
I get the cash, I'm out (Look, uh)
I just be cashin' out (You dig? Skrr)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Andre Proctor, Andre Romell Young, George Maxwell, Jarad A. Higgins
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Back to: Juice Wrld



Juice Wrld - Armed and Dangerous Video
(Show video at the top of the page)

Tags:
No tags yet