condone it

Condone It

Juice WRLD’s “Condone It” is a kaleidoscope of raw indulgence and existential musings, presenting a narrative that oscillates between hedonism and introspection. The track delves into themes of excess, fleeting connections, and the quest for meaning amidst chaos, painting a portrait of a life caught between rebellion and reflection. Juice’s characteristic vulnerability shines through as he critiques his own choices while embracing the allure of his lifestyle.

On
Oh, these eyes
Walk in a room with the vibe, yeah
Walk in a room with those eyes, yeah
Yeah, uh-huh
Uh

Walk in a room with a purpose (Yeah)
Third and fourth eye open, I see serpents (Ye-ye-ye-yeah)
Big ass brib, up in Atlanta stay newly refurbished (Ye-ye-ye-yeah)
I’m a cowboy, nigga, and you’re vermin (Ye-ye-ye-yeah, yeah)
She twerkin’ (Uh), she squirtin’ (Uh)
The Birkin (Uh), she earned it (Uh)
She servin’ (Uh), life (Uh)
That’s the (Uh), verdict (Uh)
My heart, was hurtin’ (Uh)
Not (Uh), from her (Uh)
But (Uh), from the Perkys (Uh-huh)
Cut her (Uh), deep as (Uh)
Shit (Uh), surgeon (Cut)
Fucked her (Uh), until (Uh)
She became (Uh), a better person (Uh-huh)
She put the came in that sentence (Uh-huh)
She came in Dior, she a diva (Uh-huh)
She foreign, like she got a Visa (Uh-huh, oh)
I ain’t like my wrist, so I freezed it (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, oh, oh)
It’s easy (Yeah)
I make this shit look easy (Oh yeah)
But it ain’t that easy, believe me (Oh yeah)
But I guess it’s easy to me, G (Oh yeah)
Her pussy may smell like water (Oh yeah)
I’ma only eat it if it’s Fiji (Oh-oh-oh-oh yeah)
Lil’ thot, bitch say she a rider (Oh-oh-oh-oh yeah)
Had to test it
I feel like Mario so I had her go and fuck on Luigi (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah)
I’m the shit like a pile of feces (Oh, oh yeah)
Louis V on the shelf, it needs me (Oh, oh yeah)
Life’s a ladder, these niggas beneath me (Oh, oh, oh yeah)
Fuck with me, have you sleepin’ with seaweed (Oh yeah)
I’m too paranoid, no I don’t need weed (Oh, oh, oh yeah, uh-huh)
I’m embarassin’ y’all, I’m embarrassed for y’all (Oh, oh yeah)
Bitch, I’m ballin’ like I’m outta your league (Oh, oh yeah)
Fans hungry, I gotta feed ’em (Oh yeah)
Devil hatin’ I gotta beat him (Oh, oh, oh yeah)
Shawty thirsty, drinkin’ my semen (Oh yeah)
After that, that lil’ bitch leavin’ (Oh, oh yeah)
Shawty wet like a boat, I’m sinkin’ (Oh yeah)
Taste like Oreo, she creamin’ (Oh, oh yeah, uh-huh)
Head so damn good, I’m dreamin’ (Yeah)
Woke up, she still eatin’ (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I need it (Oh yeah)
Pinocchio, I poke her (Oh, oh yeah)
Like OVO, I sing to her (Oh yeah)
Like Michael Phelps, I stroke her (Oh, oh yeah)
She know I’m evil, Joker (Oh yeah)
My aura, damn near potent (Oh, oh, oh yeah, uh-huh)
Euphoria, I’m floatin’ (Oh yeah)
Your thot was in the moment (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

She let three of my bros fuck, Jonas
And she cook for the gang, bonus
I got a new main thing, and she don’t play
So I know she wouldn’t condone it
Your thot let three fuck, Jonas
And she cook for the gang, bonus
Got a new main thing, she don’t play
So I know that she wouldn’t condone it
She let three of my bros fuck, Jonas
Then she cook for the gang, bonus
I got a new main thing, and she don’t play
So I know she wouldn’t condone it
Your thot let three fuck, Jonas
And she cook for the gang, bonus
Got a new main thing, she don’t play
So I know that she wouldn’t condone it

Juice WRLD

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