omgkeon - face card lyrics
[chorus]
huh, b+tch, i got them bands all in my pockets
choppa bullets flyin’, i’m like d+mn look what you started, yeah
if it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t care about your bargains
i just walked up in that b+tch and you got dropped down
yeah, i’m the realest n+gga in here, i can’t break down
my b+tch bendin’ over, she got h+lla ass up in her [?]
i+i got motion, you got songs, well b+tch, i’m closing all that sh+t down
i got diamonds on my f+cking wrist now
i can’t waste no time, so much money to make
say you bro, b+tch, you not my mans, you so f+cking fake
ridin’ ’round, spinnin’ on you n+ggas, wit’ that f+cking drake
did her wrong, but i want her back, like i miss you, bae
huh, i got balmain on my jeans, that how i feel today
in that f+cking ghost, my twin up in that f+cking wraith
i’m not havin’ kids, i shoot my nut up on her f+cking face
walkin’ down, [?] talkin’ down, i shoot you in your face
[verse]
yeah, y+yeah
they like twin what you on? yeah
[?]
i’m that rеal n+gga, i can’t let her do me wrong
b+tch, i’m on my apе sh+t, ima beat on chest like king kong
i don’t f+ck with that [?], t+talk down, you get slammed
i+, i+i+i’m in that b+tch go ham, she wan’ suck my d+ck on cam
b+b+b+tch, i’m on that field like cam, n+gga talkin’ sh+t on spam
yeah, hol’ on, i’m like+ i+i’m like, yeah, y+y+yeah, walk in that b+tch like yeah
(i’m like yeah, i’m like yeah)
[chorus]
huh, b+tch, i got them bands all in my pockets
choppa bullets flyin’, i’m like d+mn look what you started
if it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t care about your bargains
i just walked up in that b+tch and you got dropped down
yeah, i’m the realest n+gga in here, i can’t break down
my b+tch bendin’ over, she got h+lla ass up in her [?]
i got motion, you got songs, well b+tch, i’m closing all that sh+t down
i got diamonds on my f+cking wrist now
i can’t waste no time, so much money to make
say you bro, b+tch, you not my mans, you so f+cking fake
ridin’ ’round, spinnin’ on you n+ggas, wit’ that f+cking drake
did her wrong, but i want her back, like i miss you, bae
huh, i got balmain’s on my jeans, that how i feel today
in that f+cking ghost, my twin up in that f+cking wraith
i’m not havin’ kids, i shoot my nut up on her f+cking face
walkin’ down, [?] talkin’ down, i shoot you in your face
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