Both Ways Lyrics – Juice WRLD

Read the full Both Ways lyrics by Juice WRLD along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Juice Wrld’s music, you can also explore Cavalier and AGATS2 (Insecure), two other songs by Juice Wrld.

[Intro]
Ayy, huh‚ hey
Baby‚ I’m too high‚ I ain’t wanna fu*k no way
Way too high, ya dig? (Smoking Cookie Crisp, woo)

[Chorus]
Baby‚ I’m too high, I ain’t wanna fu*k no way (I ain’t wanna fu*k, no)
B!tch‚ you got some nerve, claiming that you know me (Claiming that you know)
N!gga, you got some nerve, claiming that I owe you (Got some fu*king nerve)
You ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til I showed you, ayy
Fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
Drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
Don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy (Woah, woah, woah)
If you’re crossing my streets, better look both ways

[Verse 1]
Uh, got my cash up (Got my cash up, cash, cash, cash)
Tell them fu*k n!ggas catch up (Tell them fu*k boys catch up)
Too bad, they can’t catch us (Too bad, they can’t catch us)
He alone, he need backup (He alone, he alone)
Choppa back him up, he got his back to the wall (Choppa back him up)
I just saw you kissing that b!tch, she had her tongue on my balls (Kissing that b!tch)
I was into Xanax and Percocets, she love Adderall (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
She was knocking on my nerves, told that b!tch to knock it off, ayy (B!tch, knock it off)

[Bridge]
Crossing my streets, both ways (B!tch, knock it off)
You a broke n!gga and I’m too paid, ayy (B!tch, knock it off, yeah)
Balling like a toupée (Just knock it off, yeah)
Kick, push, start s*it, Lupe

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m too high, I ain’t wanna fu*k no way (I ain’t wanna fu*k, no)
B!tch, you got some nerve, claiming that you know me (Claiming that you know)
N!gga, you got some nerve, claiming that I owe you (Got some fu*king nerve)
You ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til I showed you, ayy
Fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy

Drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
Don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy
If you’re crossing my streets, better look both ways

[Verse 2]
I ain’t gon’ lie, fu*k me for this Dolce
You could do me for the Dior next Thursday
She sucked me at the front door, that’s foreplay
Left my condoms at the crib, but what am I to run for?
I don’t even run from n!ggas, that’s what I got a gun for
Too many fu*k n!ggas in the world, that’s what I killed your son for
Try to intersect my money, dummy, then you done for
All I care about is money, honey, I don’t love wh*res, ayy
New gun I can’t wait to use, b!tches, I won’t wait for you
Hit him in his brain, now his s*it look like baby food
B!tch, I’m not erasing you, I’m really replacing you
Bad b!tch in my room, there’s some things I can’t wait to do
Liquor and exotic hoes, I’m tryna live in the moment
In the studio, my phone on silent, ho, I gotta stay focused
Fu*k with me and it get violent, ho, violent, ho
Kill you, then I fu*k your b!tch, huh, vámonos

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m too high, I ain’t wanna fu*k no way (I ain’t wanna fu*k, no)
B!tch, you got some nerve, claiming that you know me (Claiming that you know)
N!gga, you got some nerve, claiming that I owe you (Got some fu*king nerve)
You ain’t know the secret to the drip ’til I showed you, ayy
Fresh out the bank, run up on me, then get hit with a bang, ayy
Drive away, he got crucified today, ayy
Don’t cross me, you don’t want smoke, ayy
If you’re crossing my streets, better look both ways