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lirik lagu face it – wizz havinn

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[intro]
(you know i’m servin’ base, b*tch, i’m in this b*tch with basskids)
(ddot cold as a motherf*cker, on god)
yeah, n*gga
n*gga, uh
super wizz
uh, n*gga
alright, come on
n*gga, uh

[chorus]
you can’t talk about no money, you don’t make sh*t (you don’t make sh*t)
t*r*a*p, trap n*gga, boy, i take risks (boy, i take risks)
still bustin’ l!cks, n*gga, and i make hits (and i make hits)
n*ggas make that sh*t look good, but they ain’t rich (but they broker than a b*tch)
yeah, that b*tch p*ssy good, but she ain’t sh*t (but she ain’t sh*t)
n*ggas frustrated at the crib ’cause they ain’t lit (d*mn)
got my wrist in the pot, finna break it (finna break it)
got the streets in a chokehold, n*gga, face it (n*gga, uh)

[verse]
i don’t never see these n*ggas in the bank, i’m tryna break it (uh*uh)
my trap like the krusty krab, these n*ggas plankton (f*ck)
can’t let a n*gga ridе on the ship, ’cause he’ll sink it (d*mn)
exotic whip drivеr, i don’t need a key to crank it (skrrt)
i pulled a few percs out and asked her would she take ’em? (ugh)
do a n*gga ass like suge ’bout my parking spot, it’s taken (f*ck that ho)
i don’t really like to politic with n*ggas, they be fakin’ (d*mn, f*ck)
yeah, they say, “wizz, you out your top, huh?” (yeah)
lot of n*ggas don’t even know sh*t ’bout beatin’ the block up (they don’t know nothin’)
i peeped n*ggas was on some ho sh*t, i switched the route up (i got paper on me)
i had to put a lil’ bit of sand, but, bruh, it’s rocked up (yeah)
i was on my d*ck for a while, and then i got up (uh*huh)
i don’t like to put n*ggas down, but, boy, you not up (you broker than a b*tch, yeah)
same day a n*gga touch me, then his ass shot up (brrt, brrt)
they ain’t really havin’ game, so they swag jock us (d*mn)
[chorus]
you can’t talk about no money, you don’t make sh*t (you don’t make a d*mn thing)
t*r*a*p, trap n*gga, boy, i take risks (i do every d*mn thing)
still bustin’ l!cks, n*gga, and i make hits (yeah)
n*ggas make that sh*t look good, but they ain’t rich (but they ain’t got sh*t, n*gga)
yeah, that b*tch p*ssy good, but she ain’t sh*t (uh*uh)
n*ggas frustrated at the crib ’cause they ain’t lit (’cause they ain’t lit)
got my wrist in the pot, finna break it (uh)
got the streets in a chokehold, n*gga, face it (n*gga, uh)

[outro]
n*gga, face it
uh, uh, finna, tryna
i don’t see these n*ggas in the f*ckin’ bank, i’m tryna break it

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