[Chorus]
Yeah, and I did this shit for my children (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
Woah, yeah
And I did this shit for a million (Woah, yeah, go, yeah)
Seven muhfuckas that built up the stacks
Hotel Mariana my racks (Yeah, yeah)
Yes, I got bands but I don't need to show 'em
I made a lil' rap song, yeah, just to prove, show 'em
Your bitch and my squad, oh yeah, she's gon' blow 'em
Hotel Mariana, your room's on the lower (Go, yeah, oh, yeah)

[Verse]
My opps, yeah, they Tweetin', my opps, yeah, they typin'
Their bitch is gon' stay for the night in, we ended up fightin'
And I sure do got some enemies (Yeah, uh), yeah
Just check what thеy sendin' me (Uh, yeah, yеah), yeah
Hotel Mariana I stay at, me and my problems go way back
And I swear I just smoked me a eight-pack
You'd conversate that, the fact that your shit isn't satire
Really hurts my brain, man (Uh, uh, uh)
And I've got some opps in the trenches
I came from the ends, I repent it
I got me some mixtapes I invented
But they still wanna hate it, amazin', yeah
Call me Juice WRLD 'cause the party never ends
I might go and get some friends
I might go, go and befriend
A fellow hustler from the ends
And I done made it outta the ground
We startin' beef, sell pound for pound
I've walked through the dark nights, I looked all around
'Cause they out to get me, hear owls and they sounds
And this shit is go good because you know I made it
Young motherfucker, of course, bitch, I'm hated
For all this blow-up, I waited for ages
For me to blow up, I waited, I waited, uh
Good, woah, yeah
And I got some friends and enemies, yeah
Just check what they sendin' me, yeah
Hotel Mariana I stay at, me and your bitch go way back, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (Oh, oh-oh)
Oh, oh-oh (Oh, oh-oh), oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
[Bridge]
(Hotel Mariana I stay at, uh)
Hotel Mariana I stay, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, and I did this shit for my children (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
Woah, yeah
And I did this shit for a million (Woah, yeah, go, yeah)
Seven muhfuckas that built up the stacks
Hotel Mariana my racks (Yeah, yeah)
Yes, I got bands but I don't need to show 'em
I made a lil' rap song, yeah, just to prove, show 'em
Your bitch and my squad, oh yeah, she's gon' blow 'em
Hotel Mariana, your room's on the lower (Go, yeah, oh, yeah)
Yeah, and I did this shit for my children (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
And I did this shit for a million (Woah, yeah, go, yeah)
Seven muhfuckas that built up the stacks
Hotel Mariana my racks (Yeah, yeah)
Yes, I got bands but I don't need to show 'em
Hotel Mariana, your room's on the lower (Go, yeah, oh, yeah), yeah
Uh, uh, uh (On God)

[Outro]
Hotel Mariana I stay at
Me and your bitch go way back, yeah
Hotel Mariana I stay at
And I did all this shit for a Maybach, yeah