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drenchszn - joker lyrics

[intro]
drench nigga, you right now nigga
right now nigga
(lofye drippin’ too hard)
free [?] nigga
free the [?]
i let bag talk baby
(jayco)
i let bag talk baby
free my brothers

[verse]
two tone ap, that bitch bussin’ ice all on my clock
can’t put my all into no bitch, i’d rather hug the block
a nigga try to take from me then we gon’ take his top
we gon’ bake his top, he try to take, nigga take these shots
at packland i beat the route up like construction workers
we was runnin’ from the law like it’s subway surfers
my brother got a couple ranks, he fell in love with murder
but fuck that other shit we makin’ money, but still gon’ bust that burner
drenchszn bitch i’m ballin’ likе i’m tyreek hill
you ain’t never see a nigga trippin’ off them pills
you ain’t nеver load the v and go make blood spill
we had a fallout but that’s petty, that’s my blood still
thousand dollar jeans, no love bitches but i amiri denim
you keep sayin’ you miss your homies, you can go get buried wit’ ’em
we know these glocks illegal but we say fuck it, still gon’ carry ’em
i seen a nigga get a hundred years and i feel bad for him
but hold your head nigga, you still a man nigga
and i respect bro on them drills because his hand different
they hit his body all them times and now he stand different
we just turned his ass to za man this strand different
bitches callin’ left to right, i ain’t got no time tonight
fuck her like i love her, then i duck her she can’t be my wife
she ain’t love me when my sneaks was dicked and i ain’t have no ice
now this bitch try sneak and get the dick, and now she gettin’ iced
that shit crazy i seen niggas wantin’ to lose it all
it’s gon’ make you or gon’ break you, you gotta choose to ball
ran up dog shit off the dog food so i choose to dog
diamonds dancin’ on my chain, shit like a waterfall
everyday i wake up, try to get more money then yesterday
all my niggas rob you better not come around tryna flex your j
pushin’ down the e+way doin’ one twenty in the trackhawk baby
i don’t say to much, pull out the cash and i let my bag talk baby
walked inside of status, i need it all, i dropped my whole left pocket
you ain’t got a dime or tap no hats, then nigga you can’t pop it
did a money spread, these hundreds takin’ up my arm
got a eight hundred bowls inside the spot this bitch a whole farm

- drenchszn lyrics

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