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Joony - DRUGS & FRAUD (feat. Lil Gray) Lyrics



Joony - DRUGS & FRAUD (feat. Lil Gray) Lyrics




Uhh
F*ck nigga know how I'm coming
Joony came up and he turned to star
I pop me a perc
Can't f*ck with the bars

My niggas do drugs
My niggas do fraud
King in my city they know I'm the hardest
Boy how're you having, your niggas still starving
I gotta keep my circle small like a target

All of that bread turn yo head into a target
All of this drip on my body I bought it
I'm posting my shit no caption
My bitches be purping they want a reaction
Girl ain't shit gon happen
I gotta keep me a balance
Need a bigger bank account balance
Niggas wan try me they thinking I'm having
We gon hop out with that fat shit

I'm a young fly nigga with talent
I ain't talm bout that show with nick cannon
Niggas thinking shit sweet how I look
But we still turn a opp into a ghost like he's Danny
Boy don't try me my timing uncanny
I Just stayed down and I put bands up
Now I spend bread and look fancy
Damn

No I'm not laughing
I don't wanna joke
I see you I'm crashing
I'm cutting ya troat

Whip with the passion
It give me a jolt
San tan like a synth
And I'm cranking the dope

Slide in your visual
Empty the whistle
Rise with that dish you
I'm coming to get you

Not chasing a bitch
Man I'm chasing the issue
I get the issue
Then I'm finna lift you

Part of the game
Nigga following rules
People den came
You know what to do

Swingin the flame
And he singing the Blues
Came in the house
Just to check on the news

Keep calling my savage
He ready to go
Send him a move
And it's outta control

Ridin wit Pints
On that side of the door
Bae got a eye
For the highway patrol

Uhh
F*ck nigga know how I'm comin'
Joony came up and he turned to star
I pop me a perc
Can't f*ck with the bars

My niggas do drugs
My niggas do fraud
King in my city they know I'm the hardest
Boy how're you having, your niggas still starving
I gotta keep my circle small like a target

All of that bread turn yo head into a target
All of this drip on my body I bought it
I'm posting my shit no caption
My bitches be purping they want a reaction
Girl ain't shit gon happen
I gotta keep me a balance
Need a bigger bank account balance
Niggas wan try me they thinking I'm having
We gon hop out with that fat shit

I'm a young fly nigga with talent
I ain't talm bout that show with nick cannon
Niggas thinking shit sweet how I look
But we still turn a opp into a ghost like he's Danny
Boy don't try me my timing uncanny.
I Just stayed down and I put bands up
Now I spend bread and look fancy
Damn
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Uhh
F*ck nigga know how I'm coming
Joony came up and he turned to star
I pop me a perc
Can't f*ck with the bars

My niggas do drugs
My niggas do fraud
King in my city they know I'm the hardest
Boy how're you having, your niggas still starving
I gotta keep my circle small like a target

All of that bread turn yo head into a target
All of this drip on my body I bought it
I'm posting my shit no caption
My bitches be purping they want a reaction
Girl ain't shit gon happen
I gotta keep me a balance
Need a bigger bank account balance
Niggas wan try me they thinking I'm having
We gon hop out with that fat shit

I'm a young fly nigga with talent
I ain't talm bout that show with nick cannon
Niggas thinking shit sweet how I look
But we still turn a opp into a ghost like he's Danny
Boy don't try me my timing uncanny
I Just stayed down and I put bands up
Now I spend bread and look fancy
Damn

No I'm not laughing
I don't wanna joke
I see you I'm crashing
I'm cutting ya troat

Whip with the passion
It give me a jolt
San tan like a synth
And I'm cranking the dope

Slide in your visual
Empty the whistle
Rise with that dish you
I'm coming to get you

Not chasing a bitch
Man I'm chasing the issue
I get the issue
Then I'm finna lift you

Part of the game
Nigga following rules
People den came
You know what to do

Swingin the flame
And he singing the Blues
Came in the house
Just to check on the news

Keep calling my savage
He ready to go
Send him a move
And it's outta control

Ridin wit Pints
On that side of the door
Bae got a eye
For the highway patrol

Uhh
F*ck nigga know how I'm comin'
Joony came up and he turned to star
I pop me a perc
Can't f*ck with the bars

My niggas do drugs
My niggas do fraud
King in my city they know I'm the hardest
Boy how're you having, your niggas still starving
I gotta keep my circle small like a target

All of that bread turn yo head into a target
All of this drip on my body I bought it
I'm posting my shit no caption
My bitches be purping they want a reaction
Girl ain't shit gon happen
I gotta keep me a balance
Need a bigger bank account balance
Niggas wan try me they thinking I'm having
We gon hop out with that fat shit

I'm a young fly nigga with talent
I ain't talm bout that show with nick cannon
Niggas thinking shit sweet how I look
But we still turn a opp into a ghost like he's Danny
Boy don't try me my timing uncanny.
I Just stayed down and I put bands up
Now I spend bread and look fancy
Damn
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Writer: Jonathan Negero
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Performed By: Joony
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Jonathan Negero

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