[1HOUR] Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday (Lyrics) | The World Of Music

[1HOUR] Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday (Lyrics) | The World Of Music [1HOUR] Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday (Lyrics) | The World Of Music [1HOUR] Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday (Lyrics) | The World Of Music 🎵 Follow the official 7clouds playlist on Spotify : http://spoti.fi/2SJsUcZ ​🎧 Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday (Lyrics) ⏬ Download / Stream: https://lyricallemonade.lnk.to/Doomsday 🔔 Turn on notifications to stay updated with new uploads! ❤️ Follow our Spotify playlists: http://bit.ly/7cloudsSpotify 👉 Juice Wrld https://instagram.com/juicewrld999 https://soundcloud.com/uiceheidd https://twitter.com/JuiceWorlddd ☁️ 7clouds: https://open.spotify.com/user/7cloudsmusic https://soundcloud.com/7cloudsmusic https://audiomack.com/7cloudsmusic https://facebook.com/7cloudsofficial https://discord.com/invite/d5Arh8Y https://twitter.com/7cloudsmusic https://instagram.com/7clouds https://tiktok.com/@7clouds https://7clouds.org ......... 🎤 Lyrics: Juice WRLD & Cordae - Doomsday [Intro: Cordae & Juice WRLD] Uh-huh, yeah-yeah Juice is eating a, uh, ice cream With, uh, lots of caramel (Bitch) I just had a ice cream sandwich, M&Ms On a Eminem beat, ironically Yeah-yeah, three years Uh, uh, okay [Verse: Cordae & Juice WRLD] I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name This industry has nothin' to offer beyond fame Time to take these ni***s to school, LeBron James Lesson one, I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures Smash divas, stash reefer in the lab freezer I found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab So I'm in class, smokin' gas, slappin' the class preacher Bring the house down on you hoes, Queen Latifah I'm too fast, gettin' this cash Get in the way, get your brain bashed Chopper gon' smash, hittin' your face I'ma tie up, just like a shoe, my flow laced Y'all ni***s so fake, wash your face in my showcase Fresher than Colgate, make hoes wait, I hold weight Bottle of Rosé in the Rolls, drivin' with road rage For ten days, off Xans, just tryna get paid And since the sixth grade, I been great, no sensei My rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great I smoke ten J's with two hoes that go both ways Funny how two plus two equals foreplay Speakin' of foreplay, had this s*** in the hallway with A nun on Sunday, I guess I'm just too blessed (Woah, ayy) Me and my ni*** Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe You knew it first, got my mom Chanel with the newest purse Birkin bag, never hurt to ask, "What type of purse is that?" Something that's very f***in' expensive, I deserve to brag I murder tracks, this isn't mumble, it's murder rap Type of s*** your grandma understand with her old ass Spend a half a million, then go back and make some more cash The hair trigger Brazilian, you would get your whole hood waxed See, what you know about my life and my troubled past? Took the shuttle pass, hi