Juice WRLD – Armed & Dangerous Lyrics

Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? (Why?)
Go over there (Go over, go over, go over there)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? 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, that’s a Molly park, yeah
Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that’s a Tony Stark, yeah
Pourin’ fours in a twenty, yeah, I’m soda pop, yeah
I’m O.C., three-gram wood full of OG
Give BM dick like Moby, uh, gonna make him flash, Adobe, uh
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh
Bitch, I need it
Matter fact, fuck that shit, I’m rich, you can keep it
Yeah (Bitch, woo, yeah), damn
Rich niggas over here (They over here), yeah
Broke niggas over there (They over there)
Why is you over here? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? Skrr)
[Verse 1]
Walk in that bitch and I’m faded, uh, I fuck that bitch when I’m faded
I got the M&M’s (Millions), 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 should I pick today? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (You dig? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? [Intro]
Gun ’em down (Bih, yeah)
With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)
Gun ’em down
Oh my God, huh
Ya dig
999 shit (Ayy)
[Chorus]
When I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? Look)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (Skrr)