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joony - drugs & fraud lyrics

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drugs & fraud lyrics
[intro: joony]
ay, ay, ay ay
ay, yeah, li’l bro
ay, ay, ay ay

[chorus: joony]
uh, f+ck n+gga know how i’m coming
joony came up and he turned to a stunna
i popped me a perc can’t f+ck with the boy
my n+ggas do drugs, my n+ggas do fraud
king of my city, they know i’m the hardest
boy how you high but your n+ggas still starving
i got you my circle small like a target
all of that bread to your head to a target
all of this drip on my body i bought it
i’m punching my sh+t, no caption
my b+tches be purp and they want a reaction
[?] sh+t won’t happen
i gotta keep me a balance
need a bigger bank account balance
n+ggas wanna try me, they thinking i’m havin’
we gon’ hop out with that fashion
i’m a young fly n+gga with talent
i ain’t talkin bout that show in the cannon
n+ggas think this sh+t sweet how it look
but we still turn an opp to a ghost like he dandy
boy don’t try my my timing uncanny
i just stayed down and i put bands up
now i spend bread it look fancy, yeah
[verse: lil gray]
no i’m not laughing i don’t wanna joke
i see you on crash and i’m cutting your throat
whipping the pack and she give me a joke
[?] and i’m cranking the dope
i slide to your visual empty the whistle
why would i diss you i’m coming to get you
not chasing a b+tch man i’m chasing a issue
i get the issue and i’m finna lift you
part of the gang and you following rules
peep with k and you know what to do
smoking the flame and they singing the blues
i came in the house just to check on the news
can’t call him a savage he ready to go
he send him to move he slide for patrol
ride with the pint suicided the door
vay got a high for the highway patrol

[chorus: joony]
uh, f+ck n+gga know how i’m coming
joony came up and he turned to a stunna
i popped me a perc can’t f+ck with the boy
my n+ggas do drugs, my n+ggas do fraud
king of my city, they know i’m the hardest
boy how you high but your n+ggas still starving
i got you my circle small like a target
all of that bread to your head to a target
all of this drip on my body i bought it
i’m punching my sh+t, no caption
my b+tches be purp and they want a reaction
[?] sh+t won’t happen
i gotta keep me a balance
need a bigger bank account balance
n+ggas wanna try me, they thinking i’m havin’
we gon’ hop out with that fashion
i’m a young fly n+gga with talent
i ain’t talkin bout that show in the cannon
n+ggas think this sh+t sweet how it look
but we still turn an opp to a ghost like he dandy
boy don’t try my my timing uncanny
i just stayed down and i put bands up
now i spend bread it look fancy, yeah



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