Juice WRLD
I Need Help
[Intro]
Ah, oh
Getting in my room
Who the fuck are you?
Getting in my room
Who the fuck are you?
You ain't see it though

[Chorus]
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
I need help
I need help
Yeah, I, I need help
Chillin' in hell
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Bad bitch wanna fuck, tell her, "Come over"
I'ma march through that bitch like a soldier
I'ma fuck her how a real n***a 'posed to
Take it on a photo, put it up, a poster
Run up on me then it's over, I'ma blow it, yeah
If I don't got no money I'ma poke ya'
Keep some n***as around, they be watch my shoulders, uh
The truth is hard to swallow, life is like a boulder
Yo bitch, be goin' , I told you when she be comin' over
She give me this good head, put her in a coma
Smokin' that shit I smoked, she love the aroma
Xan bars to the face, now it's Percocets
Lord knows I'd do shit for them Percocets
Lord knows I'd do a hit for them Percocets
Lord knows I'd fuck a bitch off the Percocets
[Chorus]
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
I need help
I need help
Yeah, I, I need help
Chillin' in hell
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Now I got money, everybody come around
When I was broke ain't nobody make a sound
Cousin was up in the trap house movin' pounds
Me, I was in the streets dumpin' them rounds
To to take off, to go
Tony with that take-o-o-off
Tony Montana with that, with that grah, grah
You don't want no problems, no-no, no way, nah
Tony Montana with that, with that grah, grah
You don't want no problems, no-no, not at all
Tony Montana with that, with that grah, grah
You don't want no problems no-no, not at all
[Chorus]
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
Smoke so much
Drink so much
Pop so much
I need help
I need help
Yeah, I, I need help
Chillin' in hell
Yeah

[Outro]
(Domi let's go)