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i dont fight. - joony lyrics

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i dont fight but my shooter he’ll gun ya
down

talk to me nice b*tch don’t get stuck up
i get dat money yea ima dirty motherf*cker
i took flight and then it turned into summer

i get it poppin
i’m bout da action
they can’t stop him
they can’t relax him
my momma tell me come home you maxing
im comin home with dem bands and accent
i took a trip across the globe met sum bad b*tches addicted to bad b*tches like i never had b*tches i missin my old hoe
fans miss my old flow
fam miss my presence
and these bands made my heart cold
evеrybody tell me be grеat
everything going my way except you
i told you we was gon be straight by june
i lied
i wasted more time
at least a n*gga tried
i was in the dark i let the percocets decide me
i pushed em to the side and withdrew until sobriety
my head keep bangin
my b*tch head bangin to
she spend a few days with me learn a thing or 2

u wan f*ck all day i got thangs to do
she said u rude u don’t care i don’t bang wit u

leave me more for a n*gga more famous too
just remember i’m the reason you where you made it to

talk to me nice or u banished b*tch
have you lookin like my old hoes

mad as sh*t

i hate when people give advice like i asked for sh*t
i hate when people check on me then they ask for sh*t
they want the real joony
yea yall asked for this
everybody want time i need bands for dis
i love the folks who love hatin cause they plan my fits
and them b*tches that be thinkin they the baddest b*tch
i don’t fight but my shooter he’ll gun ya
down

talk to me nice b*tch don’t get stuck up
i get dat money yea ima dirty motherf*cker
i took flight and then it turned into summer
i get it poppin
i’m bout da action
they can’t stop him
they can’t relax him
my momma tell me come home you maxing
im comin home with dem bands and accent
i took a trip across the globe met sum bad b*tches addicted to bad b*tches like i never had b*tches
i dont fight but my shooter he’ll gun ya
down

talk to me nice b*tch don’t get stuck up
i get dat money yea ima dirty motherf*cker
i took flight and then it turned into summer

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