Juice WRLD Cavalier Lyrics

"Cavalier" 


B!tches be mad when they should be embarrassed

(Purps on the beat)

Haha, b!tches be mad when they should be embarrassed


I need some Actavis, I just spilled Wock’ on my wrist

Fu*ked your b!tch, I got lean on her tits

You bought a Challenger, I bought a Lamborghini, it came with windows tinted with the stick shift

I call my gun Actavis, it leave you leaning like you bought a two liter and poured a ten

My hand on my ratchet, yes, I’m ’bout that action, it’s not a pump action, it’s .40 with extended clip




Yeah, Gucci is rare, they stop and stare

I remember pulling up in the Cavalier

I remember driving off that drank, can’t steer

Smoking on loud pack, n!gga, I can’t hear, yeah

Louis is rare, they stop and stare

I remember pulling up in the Cavalier

Can’t drive off the drank, no, I can’t steer

Smoking on loud pack, n!gga, I can’t hear


We on the run, we on the hunt

Keep s*itting on you n!ggas, I got the runs

S*it so damn much, I need some Tums

Love the way my lil’ b!tch speak in tongues

Say you not the one and you got a gun

N!gga, you ain’t on s*it ’til you go blow something

If you really want smoke, let a n!gga know something

My gun gay, it’ll fu*k you, then hit your ho up

(Woo) B!tch, I’ma do what I want to

My Draco come with a kick, hi-yah

I taught that b!tch Kung-Fu, what you wanna do?

Like (Woo), huh, b!tch, I’ma do what I want to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Peel that n!gga’s scalp back

I treat that boy like a moon roof, zoom, zoom



Put a hole in his body, no Froot Loop

Draco make him dance, tutu

They gon’ make me blow my fus

ot these hating-ass b!tches and n!ggas confused

I beat up the rap game and I give it a bruis

ive ’em black and blues while I count up the blues

Got my hand on my tool, pop a couple of blues

Then I pour up a pint, then I take me a snooze


I need some Actavis, I just spilled Wock’ on my wrist

Fu*ked your b!tch, I got lean on her tits

You bought a Challenger, I bought a Lamborghini, it came with windows tinted with the stick shift

I call my gun Actavis, it leave you leaning like you bought a two liter and poured a ten

My hand on my ratchet, yes, I’m ’bout that action, it’s not a pump action, it’s .40 with extended clip


Yeah, Gucci is rare, they stop and stare

I remember pulling up in the Cavalier

I remember driving off that drank, can’t steer

Smoking on loud pack, n!gga, I can’t hear, yeah

Louis is rare, they stop and stare

I remember pulling up in the Cavalier

Can’t drive off the drank, no, I can’t steer

Smoking on loud pack, n!gga, I can’t hear



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