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lirik lagu junya – volume red!

[chorus: volume red]
junya watanabe on my wri’
junya watanabe on my wri’
tell ’em this, did he miss? (wri’)
junya watanabe on my, mmh
i can’t really see, where did i miss? (mmh, mmh)

[verse 1: volume red]
ex*strippers (mmh, mmh)
new k!llers (mmh, mmh), chi’ n*ggas tell ’em (mmh, mmh)
this on donda (mmh, mmh), on my mama (mmh, mmh)
made a promise (mmh)

[chorus: volume red]
junya watanabe on my wri’
junya watanabe on my wri’
tell ’em this, did he miss? (wri’)
junya watanabe on my, mmh
i can’t really see, where did i miss? (mmh)
junya watanabe on my wri’ (mmh, mmh)
junya watanabe on my*

[verse 2: volume red]
all summer (mmh, mmh), all summer (mmh, mmh)
four*five gunners (mmh, mmh), in pajamas (mmh, mmh)
they piranhas (mmh, mmh)
buy out the store and now it’s like we planned it (mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
[chorus: volume red]
junya watanabe on my wri’ (mmh, mmh)
junya watanabe on my wri’
tell ’em this, did he miss? (wri’)
junya watanabe on my, mmh
i can’t really see, where did i miss? (mmh)
junya watanabe on my wri’

[verse 3: dread]
for five summers, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
for five summers, hold up (‘nabe on my wri’)
for five summers, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
for five summers, hold up, uh (mmh, ‘nabe on my wri’)
we took over, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
we took over, hold up (mmh, ‘nabe on my wri’)
we took over, hold up (mmh)
we took over, hold up (mmh, mmh)
born in atlanta (mmh, mmh)
not montana (mmh, mmh)
‘scuse my manners (mmh, mmh)
i got standards
uh, yeah, ‘scuse my manners, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
i got standards, hold up (mmh, mmh)
i got status, hold up (mmh, mmh)
you don’t want static, hold up (mmh, mmh)
i’m from atlanta, hold up (mmh, mmh)
came from the attic, hold up, yeah (mmh, mmh)
i’m in mercedes, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
this not practice, uh (mmh, mmh)
i’m not leavin’, hold up, uh (mmh, mmh)
where’s my mattress? hold up (mmh, mmh)
in the back of my mansion, hold up (mmh, mmh)
hundred k on my mattress, hold up (mmh, mmh)
yeah, i’m all about fashion, yeah (mmh, mmh)
and she all about fashion, hold up (mmh, mmh)
she rock yeezy, hold up, so we always matchin’, hold up, uh
carti and yeezy, how’d that happen?
[verse 4: volume red]
see more comments (mmh, mmh)
than i see commas (mmh, mmh)
they going dummy (mmh, mmh)
we going donda (junya watanabe on my wri’, mmh, mmh)
let me be honest (mmh, mmh)
let me be honest (mmh, mmh)
i won with the bucks, boy (mmh, mmh)
let me giannis (mmh, mmh)
i won with the bucks, boy (mm, mm)
spirit is on us (mmh, mmh)
spirit is on us (mmh, mmh)
god’s time can’t fit on a wrist (what?)
junya wanna have me on my wrist (what? wri’, wri’, wri’)
move out of the way of my release (yeah, yeah, yeah)
tryna get me off my qs and ps (yeah, yeah, yeah)
why can’t losers never lose in peace? (yeah, yeah, yeatch it)
ain’t n0body ’round me losing sleep (uh)
better find god ‘fore he find me
tell the devil good night, go to sleep

- volume red

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