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letra de all facts - joyrd dame

all facts lyrics
[intro]
(mia jay c)
(i hear you, jay c)

[verse 1: joyrd dame]
i got runners on, but i’ma walk ’em down
i ain’t goin’ on vacation when i’m shootin’ out of town
you snitched on your mans and y’all cool, how that sound?
dog sh-t on me when i’m jumpin’ off the ‘hound
ate ’em for them p’s, boom runnin’ with the package
dog ran up, chopper flipped his ass backwards
don’t be shocked when i hit you with that static
n-gga play with me, “r.i.p.” be the caption
y’all n-ggas doin’ what i drink, turn an opp to lil saint
ridin’ with the fullys, they got drac’
put the cup down, sh-t, i can’t
p.o. said i can’t leave the state, but i dipped anyways
clap a n-gga bm if she gettin’ away
y’all ain’t never made what i touched in a day
40 on my lap while i’m bustin’ a play
joy road k!ller, ain’t sh-t else you can say

[verse 2: onfully]
tragic moment if the glock, i’m holdin’
get the f-ck on best bet, you see me reloadin’
if you lookin’ like a l!ck, get ate for a portion
we out here lookin’ for the opps same time as dory
boom just caught an opp, f-ck it, hit the k!llswitch
brodie take hits every often, probably a pill flip
unc’ put some codeine in the pop, had neph’ leanin’
brodie shoot that b-tch with feet up, have a n-gga leapin’
chopped it up with bro about a nightmare, had me lucid dreamin’
the sh-t we talk about on hush, just keep it a secret
my price is your price, n-gga, we all equal
chopper with a hundred, that b-tch be givin’ out speeches
[verse 3: the godfather]
sittin’ back, blowin’ ‘woods back-to-back
tryna come up with a plan how we gon’ get ’em ‘cross the map
guarantee we gon’ bring ’em to your step
run off with the bag, we gon’ get a n-gga wet
free tony too, he was trippin’ in that ‘vette
hit the club iced up, fifty deep, makin’ a mess
cut ’em off and let the chopper do the rest
big boss, lil’ n-gga, you gon’ show me my respect
hit the road with the hoes and got my cake bigger
you smokin’ vert, i’m smokin’ ‘za, this n-gga r8 different
baby j a pitbull, he love to shake n-ggas
bandman keep the knife, ready to shank n-ggas
yeah, i’m gang favorite artist ’cause i paint n-ggas
i’ll pull up with that k and make your day with it

- joyrd dame

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