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audemar piguet - ​janu4ryss lyrics

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[intro]
(due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised)
(b*tch!)
(d*mn son, where’d you find this?)

[verse]
yuh, ay, do it with no sweat
i got runners in your city, look like ups
if we talking 7 figures, go run me a check
riding in that 458, b*tch we breaking necks
b*tch we breaking necks
b*tch i’m tryna flex
doing donuts in the back of the trx
man, i love it when they run, but i’m off the x
we goin pull up to your place, we at your address
bad b*tch, she inside, told her “watch this”

why you playing with my money, where my chеck b*tch?
feeling like i’m chris brown, you getting smacked b*tch
wе goin f*ck it up doing 60 on the block
reaper always talking trap, b*tch we never stop
like some fireworks, yeah we let the sh*t pop
yeah, you ain’t doing sh*t, yeah, all you do is talk
in the vip, b*tch yeah, i’m counting dubs
and my homie snuck a weapon inside of the club
with them rich folks chilling at the country club
d*mn i’m robin, because i’m going to rob from the plug
yuh, ay, we getting racks now
yeah, ay, we having s*x now
yeah, ay, we doing smack downs
yeah, ay, we doing pat downs
[outro]
(ay, ay, who the f*ck you think you coming from, huh?)
(who the f*ck do you think you are n*gga)
(you wanna got to war?, you wanna got to war?, i’ll take you to the war, ok)

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