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d-why - faze clan lyrics

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bridge/intro

hey man, k!ll em like faze clan, all blacked out ray bans/
wouldn’t give you props if you was a stage hand/
you b-tches need spray tans/ keep it og like sp-ce jams/
7 deep in a days inn/ k.e. on the beat, man so f-ck whoever hatin’/

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verse 1

rap rame ryan gosling, she want to have my offspring/
and i just want a couple minutes to chill and maybe pour me some coffee/
is that to much to ask for in the p-ss’ door of the rav 4–p-ssport/ that’s more like it/
see me exit through the back door, ‘cuz out the front door we be starting riots/

she go two ways like the meadowlands/ that’s what i call a devil dance/
i’d f-cking die for my home state/ you can call me devil anse/
young kevin costner, i need some oscars, they making offers, i’m wearing oxfords/
i’m eating lobster, b-tch i’m a mobster/ i’m frank sinatra meets silkk the shocker/

i make ’em sayy uhh!, whodi whats up?/
na-na na-na, i’m still not done not giving f-cks/
d.f.y. is a masterpiece, master d, i got the master key/
i’m the letter z, “whats that mean?” – ain’t n0body coming after me/

it’s d-to-the-whizzy getting busy on the scene/ everybody know my name, everybody know i be/
that motherf-cking guy when i motherf-cking ride/ tell your mom i say, “hi” and your girl i say, “bye”/
told y’all that i work smarter and i work harder ’bout to jump farther–felix baumgartner/
i don’t even know where it started, but it ended with your daughter/

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hook

1 espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/
keep it real, keep it real, need respect and honesty/
and i ain’t even f-cking with these people honestly/ – aye!

1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, gimme 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/

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bridge

hey man, k!ll em like faze clan, all blacked out ray bans/
wouldn’t give you props if you was a stage hand/
you b-tches need spray tans/ keep it og like sp-ce jams/
7 deep in a days inn/ k.e. on the beat, man so f-ck whoever hatin’/

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verse 2

me and my homies we riding and rolling and making this music and loving the moments/
ain’t got no opponents, you got no appointment, you need to get going, and leave me alone and/
i’ll let you know if something opens up, they say, “d, man you’re dope as f-ck.”/
i say, “thanks man, but you’re late as sh-t, you got here in time to see me blowing up.”/

ok hold up, roll up, i’m ’bout to get my dough up/
don’t be sad i had to leave, be happy i even showed up/
you know what?–thanks, it’s not often people show love/
‘cuz they’re too busy being negative to ever f-cking grow up/

if life’s a b-tch i’m gone die alone, somewhere on a private island yo/
i’ll probably be styling and whiling’ tho, wile e. coyo’ meets g.i. joe/
what do they have in common?/ i’m a comet, i vomit on ’em, i’m probably coming/
need two commas two llamas, no drama, a lake house for momma/

and a bad b-tch to treat me good when i’m feeling out/
those that hold you up are the ones that hold you down/
and i’m telling you right now, that i’m the motherf-cking man/
and i probably feel that way because i motherf-cking am/

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hook

1 espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/
keep it real, keep it real, need respect and honesty/
and i ain’t even f-cking with these people honestly/ – aye!

1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, gimme 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/

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verse 3

man i got my bars up, y’all still starting up, seeing y’all starstruck/
they all drinking macchiatos because of me, someone call up starbucks/
tell ’em cut the check/ was dealt the lo(w)-han(d) like lindsay had to cut the deck/
show some f-cking respect i’m what’s up next/

your favorite rappers new favorite rapper, f-ck your favorite rapper/
b-tch i ain’t no rapper, do i look i rapper?–i’m way too dapper/
first i grab her then i have her/ then i smash her and then after/
i don’t kiss her i just dap her/ taxi cab her, add her to the list/

i’m flipping and ripping this sh-t, never respecting no b-tch/
but shout out to my independent woman making a living taking of their kids/
big boy toys in my garage, got too many lloyds in your entourage/
rap game vinnie chase, young ari gold/ it’s like i’ve been touched by the hands/

el diablo guapo/ el diablo guapo/
got all the ladies screaming call me, el diablo guapo/
‘cuz when n0body knew me, when n0body held me down, it was me and my fam/
picking money off the ground, what’s lost is soon found, i’m a goon now/
in a room know its a tomb now, let me cool down/

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hook

1 espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/
keep it real, keep it real, need respect and honesty/
and i ain’t even f-cking with these people honestly/ – aye!

1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, 3 espresso/ – aye!
1 espresso, 2 espresso, gimme 3 — b-tch i’m me/
never give a f-ck about what people think/

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bridge

hey man, k!ll em like faze clan, all blacked out ray bans/
wouldn’t give you props if you was a stage hand/
you b-tches need spray tans/ keep it og like sp-ce jams/
7 deep in a days inn/ k.e. on the beat, man so f-ck whoever hatin’/

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outro

k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like – aye!/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like faze clan/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like – aye!/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like faze clan/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like – aye!/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like faze clan/
k!ll ’em like, k!ll ’em like – aye!/
f-ck whoever hatin’/

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