Juicy J - I Wont Miss Ya lyrics

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[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]

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)