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p.y.l young day - lockdown lyrics

[verse one: young day & j 40]
so much diamonds on my neck
i don’t need a f+cking check
government askin’ for my bills
but they not even gonna steal
yeah, lockdown had me going crazy
these pills got me f+ckin lazy
they ask day “why you so late?”
’cause i could never spit no wrong
makin’ money with my song
cut her throat drink on blood (what the f+ck?)
that’s some freaky sh+t to say
but that’s why i’m f+cking day(40,40,40)
you can get it f+ckin’ mild(40,40,40)
what the ops got in mind? (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

[verse two: j 40]
(aye fah)
f+cking bring that n+gga to the bay pull that choppa out
call that n+gga dat ’cause he f+ck with every person
pull that choppa out aim it at his f+cking dome n+gga
make a n+gga foam like he got f+cking rabies
b+tch, make a b+tch n+gga swallow my f+cking babies
b+tch shut the f+ck up, if you think you talkin’ out yo neck
n+ggas talkin’ out they necks
n+ggas dissin’ on me and day
get your ass put in a f+cking casket
leave that n+gga folded up pass it
n+gga i’ll pass the mic
n+gga i’ll make it out the block
n+gga i can leave you shocked
i can leave any n+gga shocked
you get old 40 back then you should get some r&b
n+gga, you was rocking me
and rocking all that slaundry
and i’ll f+ck a n+gga up n+gga
you know what my name is
don’t f+ck it up n+gga 40
fo fo n+gga fo fo n+gga, fo fo n+gga fo fo on gang n+gga
(aye where the f+ck v3rty at?)
[verse three: !mv3rty]
i gotta switch
all black duffel bag
you shoot gun you b+tch
i’ma get him back
hop in that field and i’m sippin’ that lean
i’m just sippin codeine
i’m in that big body jeep
yo kids wanna be like me

[chorus: !mv3rty]
and i feel woke
all my rhymes like sh+t
i might k!ll you
i might sell my real

[verse four: !mv3rty]

[chorus: !mv3rty]

[outro: j 40]
yeah oh we on lockdown
we on lockdown
40, v3rty, day

- p y l young day lyrics

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