Juice WRLD – Big

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• Song title: Big
• Artist Name: ‘Juice WRLD‘
• Album: Death Race for Love
• Genre: rap, rock, and emo music
• Release year: 2019

Talented American rapper, singer, and songwriter Jarad Anthony Higgins, born on December 2, 1998, professionally known as Juice WRLD, released a new song tagged “Big,” and we made it available here.

The song is from Juice WRLD’s second studio album “Death Race for Love”. It was released on March 8, 2019, by Grade A Productions and Interscope Records. The album follows Juice WRLD’s debut project, “Goodbye & Good Riddance,” which gained him significant recognition and success.

“Death Race for Love” features 22 tracks(of which Big is one of them) and includes guest appearances from artists like Young Thug and Brent Faiyaz.

About The Song

In “Big,” Juice WRLD changes his usual style and boasts about how his life has transformed from living in the projects to being wealthy. He also mentions two fellow rappers, Lil Pump and Gucci Mane, and makes a reference to basketball legend Wilt Chamberlain, who scored 100 points in a single game.

Unfortunately, Juice WRLD passed away on December 8, 2019, due to an accidental drug overdose. Juice Wrld Produced many good songs during his life time of which “Big” was among.

If you are in love with good music, we recommend that you download this impressive song on your device, as it has the ability to touch listeners’ emotions and create an immersive listening experience.

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Juice WRLD – Big (Lyrics)

[Intro]
Hmm, uh-huh
(Hit-Boy)
Bitch
Man, this life shit gettin’ crazy, crazy
I done, I done made it
I done made it, made it, yeah
I’m sick and tired of these hatin’ ass niggas, though
Let my dick breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit
Fuck nigga
Uh, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
Even at my worst, I’m feeling like I am the best
I done Metta World Peace to myself like I’m Ron Artest
I never been a referee, but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
Rockstar, listening to Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah (Uh)
I’ma turn a nigga block to an art project
Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay

[Verse]
If you ain’t payin’ a hundred thousand, get them features out my face
50K to install a codeine fountain in my new estate
I got that pump, it’s ironic how that pump made him pump his brakes
I ain’t Lil Pump, but I got double Glocks on me like Gucci Gang
We ball like Wilt Chamberlain, like the name of them old Gucci tapes
Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout Gucci Mane
Hit a lil’ bitch like, “Burr” (Huh), why she so insecure? (Uh)
Who got the pills in here? (Huh) How do you live in here? (Uh)
I got my crib here, havin’ some kids here
| do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah
I do it big, yeah, big, big, yeah (Let’s go)
She saw me in the club, like how did you get in here? (Uh-uh)
Fuck is you doin’ here? Why is you shootin’ here? (Let’s go)
Doin’ it big, yeah (Uh-huh), big, big, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Doin’ it big, yeah (Uh-huh), big, big, yeah (Oh-ayy)
Yeah, away, away, away, away, away
You want bullshit, they’ll hit you with that olé
Chip on my shoulder, I gotta prove myself, no Lays
Even when I stand up and hit it from the back, I’ma still get laid
That bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed
I took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let’s get it)
Chicago shit, Chicago nigga
Fuckin’ on a Philadelphia bitch, uh
Yeah, I’m super rich, I could pay your rent, Rollie doesn’t tick
Chopper with the tints, pull up with the tints, clip is extended
Never gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin’ rich
Live how I live, forgive and forget, man, I don’t forget shit
You don’t know when to stand
You got it bad, man, come in, oh
Oh, baby, come in
Man, I don’t forget shit
Uh, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
Even at my worst, I’m feeling like I am the best
I done Metta World Peace to myself like I’m Ron Artest
I never been a referee, but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
Rockstar, listening to Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah
I’ma turn a nigga block to an art project
Picasso, I paint that, where the fuck is the bank at?
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah