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yunk - payroll lyrics

[chorus]
her ex’s friends they call me a a+hole
now i’m f+ckin on her friends
you can’t match this payroll
i’m 117 with this glock
i’ll give you a halo (tofito, you made it)
got 17 shots plus the 100 rounds up in this draco

[verse]
tell me i ain’t with it
i got the gucci and dior
with the windows tinted
i can’t take it anymore
baby i stay winning
yeah you a b+tch yeah you a wh0re
these milligrams i’m twitching
this addy got me up at 4
i’m falling fast
i’m making racks, like what?
you want me?
i’m pouring that wock
f+ck a 4 i pour the whole thing
i’m like 20 minutes in brodie f+ck his b+tch
got these diamonds ap new watch new wrist
got my 9 tucked b+tch new glock who this?
feelin’ hungry oh sh+t, now i got ruth chris
i be part of their talks
i be in the air walking
i’m tracking the b+tch that bе tryna send hits
if you gon’ think that you one of us
stop you right therе n then we gon empty the clip
yunk just be flexing i’m ripping this sh+t like a racing car
i’m finna max out the whip
chains on me heavy i’m dripping its wetting
the ground that i stand on gon’ flood a lil bit
[chorus]
her ex’s friends they call me a a+hole
now i’m f+ckin on her friends
you can’t match this payroll
i’m 117 with this glock
i’ll give you a halo
got 17 shots plus the 100 rounds up in this draco

- yunk lyrics

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