Juice WRLD‘s unreleased stash just coughed up another banger with “Halo (Rambo)” dropping online today, December 28, 2025—a gritty trap cut from his 2019 sessions that’s equal parts street flex and late-night confession.
Recorded back on April 19, 2019, alongside tracks like “Broke Boys” and “Baked Up,” this one’s got that classic Juice blueprint: a Styn-produced beat that hums with moody synths and skittering hi-hats, clocking in around 140 BPM for that urgent, head-nodding drive. It’s pure emo-trap territory, where melodic flows crash into hard-hitting bars about grinding out of the bando, dodging snitches, and chasing highs that numb the lows.
The hook’s a standout—”I just put Gucci my pea-coat / Fuck with my gang, get a halo”—twisting heavenly imagery into a warning shot, with the gun talk nodding to Rambo’s chaos. Lyrically, it’s Juice unpacking his world: burglaries turned boss moves, fleeting hookups that sting, and that whirlwind spend on Percs and lean, all while shouting out his crew like Ty and Zay-zay. No big collabs here, just him riding the wave solo, vulnerable under the bravado.
First previewed by the vault curator @vaultofjuice on Instagram back in January 2024, it built quiet hype in fan circles—those late-night snippet drops that had everyone dissecting every ad-lib. Now it’s fully surfaced, no label push, just the raw leak hitting SoundCloud and YouTube remasters overnight. Fans are already remixing it, but nothing official from the estate yet; keep an eye on their socials for any word.
Six years after Juice’s passing, drops like this keep his shadow long and influential. He was in that golden stretch post-“Lucid Dreams,” stacking hits while wrestling demons in the booth—tracks that captured a kid from Chicago turning pain into platinum. “Halo (Rambo)” fits right in, showing his evolution from heartbreak anthems to this sharper, survivalist edge, influencing a wave of new voices in trap and beyond. It’s a reminder: his catalog’s still unfolding, layer by layer.
Dive into the Halo (Rambo) lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Juice WRLD tracks for more of his heartbreak-to-hustle vibe.
| Lead Vocals | Juice WRLD |
| Songwriter | Juice WRLD |
| Music Producer | Styn |
| Label | Juice WRLD |
| Release Date | December 28, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Juice WRLD |
Lyrics of Halo (Rambo) by Juice WRLD
[Intro]
(St-st-st-st—)
(St-st-st-st-styn)
Uh, Yeah
Go And Get Some—
F**k Is You Doing, Go And Get Some Money
Baby, Go And Get Some— (Yeah)
You Know What I’m Sayin’? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I Just Put Gucci My Pea-Coat
F**k With My Gang, Get A Halo
My Gun Sing Like Jay-lo
In The Trap, I Gotta Lay Low
Yeah, I Used To Sleep In The ‘bando
Money Older Than Your Grand Folks
Pull Up On The Scene With The 4-0
.30 In The Clip, Feeling Like Rambo
[Verse 1]
In The Court Tryna Judge Me
They Won’t Get A Damn Thing
Niggas Tryna Snitch On Me, I Hate When These Birds Sing
Used To Break In Niggas Houses, I Was Committin’ Burglaries (Yeah)
Now She Wanna Come Over And F**k
Put That B**ch In An Uber Right After I Nut
She Found Out I Had A Girlfriend (Uh)
I Can Say It Was Tough (Oh Yeah)
And Tell Your Mom What’s Up
I Guess You Now Know Me And Her F**ked
Spend That Money Whirlwind
Bad Bad B**ch, She Gorgeous
She Told Me She Used To Be Ugly, B**ch You Blossomed
Like A Garden (Uh)
[Chorus]
I Just Put Gucci My Pea-coat
F**k With My Gang, Get A Halo
My Gun Sing Like Jay-lo
In The Trap, I Gotta Lay Low
Yeah, I Used To Sleep In The ‘bando
Money Older Than Your Grand Folks
Pull Up On The Scene With The 4-0
.30 In The Clip, Feeling Like Rambo
I Just Put Gucci My Pea-Coat (Uh)
F**k With My Gang, Get A Halo (Uh)
My Gun Sing Like Jay-Lo (Let’s Go)
In The Trap, I Gotta Lay Low (Let’s Go)
Yeah, I Used To Sleep In The ‘bando (B**ch)
Money Older Than Your Grand Folks (B**ch)
Pull Up On The Scene With The 4-0 (Ugly B**ch, Huh)
.30 In The Clip, Feeling Like Rambo
[Verse 2]
Ty, What You On?
Zay-zay, What You On?
Highride, What You On?
Maxi, What You On?
Spendin’ Money, Get It Gone
I Been Rollin’ Up The Strong
I Been Feelin’ So Right When I’m High I Been Killin’ All My Wrong’s, Aye
I Been Sippin’ On The Lean, Kinda Like This Shit D’usse
I’ma Kick, Push Work, Fiasco, No Lupe
Bad B**ch, She Twerk, Make A Movie With It, No Blu-ray
Perc’ 30’s My Face, So Everyday Is A Blue Day (Hey)
[Chorus]
I Just Put Gucci My Pea-coat
F**k With My Gang, Get A Halo
My Gun Sing Like Jay-lo
In The Trap, I Gotta Lay Low
Yeah, I Used To Sleep In The Bando
Money Older Than Your Grandfolks
Pull Up On The Scene With The 4-0
.30 In The Clip, Feeling Like Rambo (Okay)
[Verse 3]
She F**ked On My Skater Friends
I Call That B**ch Gnarly, Then She F**ked My Savages
Gucci From The Gucci Store, You Shop At The Swap Meet
I Feel Like Usain Bolt With This Bag, Nigga It’s A Track Meet
All These B**ches Ain’t Shit, They Cannot Surpass Me
I’m In The Strip Club Throwing Benjamin On Her A*s Cheek
Bad B**ch Named Ashley, Like Mary-Kate And Ashley
She Suck On My Dick, She On Her Knees Until She Ashy
Pull Up On The Scene That Choppa On Me And It’s Blasting
I’m Shooting My Hip Just Like The Suns, I’m Steve Nash-ing
Running Up So Fast, These Niggas Can’t F**king Catch Me, Yeah
They Can’t Catch Me, Yeah, They Can’t Catch Me
Wrld On Drugs Still, B**ch, I Get High, Uh
F**k With My Cash B**ch, You’ll Die
I Got .40S And .45S, Don’t Forget The .9S, Don’t Forget The .9S
Choppers On Deck, B**ch I’m In My Prime-
[…]
[Chorus]
I Just Put Gucci My Pea-coat (Uh)
F**k With My Gang, Get A Halo (Uh)
My Gun Sing Like Jay-lo (Let’s Go)
In The Trap, I Gotta Lay Low (Let’s Go)
Yeah, I Used To Sleep In The ‘bando (B**ch)
Money Older Than Your Grand Folks (B**ch)
Pull Up On The Scene With The 4-0 (Ugly B**ch, Huh)
.30 In The Clip, Feeling Like Rambo
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