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record straight - prodbykyro (noah berbic), juice wrld & take a daytrip lyrics

[intro]
(k*k*k*kyro how you comin’?)
what i say?
coupe 150, call it kyro
huh, kyro what you on folk? mm
(d*d*daytrip took it to ten)
(hey!)

[chorus]
ayy, let me get the record straight, uh (for real)
early to my paper (yeah), i ain’t ever coming late (yeah, yeah, cha*ching), uh
finna f*ck her first (yeah, yeah), ‘fore we go up on a date (yeah, uh*huh)
take that b*tch to mickey d’s (uh*huh, uh*huh), then bust on her face (uh*huh, uh*huh)
i run up the bands (yeah, yeah), using my brain (yeah, yeah), now i just gotta maintain (yeah, yeah)
she got her hand in my pants (yeah, yeah), look at her face (yeah, yeah), can’t stop starin’ at my chain (yeah, oh)
i do this for the gang (oh), keep them shooters mane (yeah, yeah, uh*huh)
no limit the gang (uh*huh), uh, mr. drop*the*rakes (uh*huh, f*ck)

[verse 1]
mister rock the raf simons, mister rock the j’s (yeah, yeah, uh)
mister f*ck the police, mister f*ck the jakes (yeah, yeah, yeah)
um, mister do more drugs than a rave in my wraith (yeah, yeah, yeah)
uh, mister tote ’em guns, keep me safe from the hate (yeah, yeah, brr, brr)
bro gon’ aim, let it bang, leave ’em brainless (brr, brr, brr)
i was doin’ my thing, hittin’ ’em stains, totin’ my stainless (uh)
now i’m famous (yeah), life’s changin’ (uh*huh)
money changed him (uh), ten toes ’til the end (uh*huh)
[chorus]
ayy, let me get the record straight, uh (come on)
early to my paper (yeah), i ain’t ever coming late (yeah, yeah, cha*ching), uh
finna f*ck her first (yeah, yeah), ‘fore we go up on a date (yeah, for real)
take that b*tch to mickey d’s (uh*huh, uh*huh), then bust on her face (uh*huh, uh*huh)
i run up the bands (yeah, yeah), using my brain (yeah, yeah), now i just gotta maintain (yeah, yeah)
she got her hand in my pants (yeah, yeah), look at her face (yeah, yeah), can’t stop starin’ at my chain (yeah, oh)
i do this for the gang (oh), keep them shooters mane (uh*huh, brrt)
no limit the gang (uh*huh), uh, mr. drop*the*rakes

[verse 2]
uh, no limit the gang, uh, f*ck that sh*t you claim, uh
she gon’ give me top in the back of the wraith, uh
if i go broke, hit a l!ck and rob a bank
i’m no limit for real, master p may pull up in a tank, uh
mister too real for these fake ass n*ggas (uh*huh)
eatin’ good, add three plates for a n*gga (uh*huh)
workin’ out, i’m in better shape than these n*ggas (uh*huh)
knock ’em out, mayweather, heavyweight on her n*gga, oh (uh*huh)
came from the bottom, now a n*gga really up, uh*huh
these rappers ain’t rappers, they actors, and they suck, uh*huh
in the studio with kyro in the cut, uh*huh
big ol’ fns, ain’t no uzis on us, uh*huh

[chorus]
ayy, let me get the record straight, uh (come on)
early to my paper (yeah), i ain’t ever coming late (yeah, yeah, cha*ching), uh
finna f*ck her first (yeah, yeah), ‘fore we go up on a date (yeah, for real)
take that b*tch to mickey d’s (uh*huh, uh*huh), then bust on her face (uh*huh, uh*huh)
i run up the bands (yeah, yeah), using my brain (yeah, yeah), now i just gotta maintain (yeah, yeah)
she got her hand in my pants (yeah, yeah), look at her face (yeah, yeah), can’t stop starin’ at my chain (yeah, oh)
i do this for the gang (oh), keep them shooters mane (uh*huh)
no limit the gang (uh*huh), uh, mr. drop*the*rakes (uh*huh)

- prodbykyro noah berbic juice wrld take a daytrip lyrics

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