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jaydayoungan – 38k (facts) lyrics

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[intro]
and i don’t dump no ashes either
(f+ck y’all n+ggas talkin’ ’bout? y’all know what the f+ck we on)
finna get real disrespectful, i don’t give a f+ck
(straight directly, ain’t no diss, only straight facts)

[verse 1]
i’ma speak on all the facts and tell this sh+t just how it is
i’m in my bag and n+ggas p+ssed and plus he mad about a b+tch
when i was f+ckin’ on his ho, he was steady askin’ me ’bout sh+t
and beggin’ me to leave her ‘lone, this n+gga actin’ like the b+tch
you put that p+ssy comment on my post, they laughed about that sh+t
but i was laughin’ when your baby mama gagged all on my d+ck
this b+tch go through trees, b+tch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
like what the f+ck you mean? we tryna catch a hat and bust his sh+t

[chorus]
i’m on that ratchet sh+t, that savage sh+t, that active sh+t
that blow+his+back+out sh+t, he lackin’ then we clap the b+tch
that ho you left in baltimore, she ain’t no classy b+tch
she tried to suck my d+ck in room 303, lil’ nasty b+tch
223s clear the whole scene, f+ck a .38
hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f+ckin’ murder rate
it’s your second time speakin’ on 23, b+tch, you the first to slay
f+ck all the hype, let’s take a life and put him in the dirt today

[verse 2]
draco, tell them n+ggas lay low
i say go, my shooters, they gon’ take souls
and i know a real stepper, shout out ksoo
and i know a real ho, they call him baby joe
who want smoke? we on go
let me know, i’m from that 4
might just flash like a pose
b+tch, i’m pressure, and they know
drop a bag, that’s a goal
bodybag, he gon’ blow
he say he slime, he ain’t my kind, i’m tryna wipe that n+gga’s nose

[chorus]
i’m on that ratchet sh+t, that savage sh+t, that active sh+t
that blow+his+back+out sh+t, he lackin’ then we clap the b+tch
that ho you left in baltimore, she ain’t no classy b+tch
she tried to suck my d+ck in room 303, lil’ nasty b+tch
223s clear the whole scene, f+ck a .38
hammer in my jeans, tryna up the f+ckin’ murder rate
it’s your second time speakin’ on 23, b+tch, you the first to slay
f+ck all the hype, let’s take a life and put him in the dirt today

[outro]
come here
(purchase your tracks today)
f+ck wrong with this p+ssy+ass n+gga?
passin’ out herpes



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