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pj - yk delly lyrics

hol up, hol up
phone call comin
why these hoes steady runnin
40 on my waist and i hop out and let it spray
i got hoes steady callin me keep askin bout a date
hop in a lamb’ or in a wraith ion kno which one i should take
on a pj im eatin steak hundred thousand off a play
i done fixed my lenses just to see these **** all hate
these **** claim the realest but they ain’t i see they all fake
you see these diamonds glistening
run up on me you gone meet yo fate
b*tch im the maker of this sh*t
i made a way f*ck what you thank’
yeah, i said lil t gon do em dirty
know thesе **** wanna murk me gon get hit up wit this thirty
yeah, im inna scat and i bе swervin
up on highway 85 pushin the gas birds chirpin
i dont wanna talk leave me lone’
i been on the grind i been stuck in my zone
ain’t f*ckin wit b*tches they just lead me wrong
i talk to the money when im on the phone
yeah, aim for headshots send em home
and all these **** steady talkin come talk to the chrome
40 on my waist and i hop out and let it spray
i got hoes steady callin me keep askin bout a date
hop in a lamb’ or in a wraith ion kno which one i should take
on a pj im eatin steak hundred thousand off a play
40 on my waist and i hop out and let it spray
i got hoes steady callin me keep askin bout a date
hop in a lamb’ or in a wraith ion kno which one i should take
on a pj im eatin steak hundred thousand off a play
i done fixed my lenses just to see these **** all hate
these **** claim the realest but they ain’t i see they all fake
you see these diamonds glistening
run up on me you gone meet yo fate
b*tch im the maker of this sh*t
i made a way f*ck what you thank’
i done did it on my own
i done did it all alone
member’ nights you ain’t hit my phone
now up a couple mill’ off of songs
i got wraith and i got rolls
i got black and white hoes
know you see these diamonds can’t leave me lone’
go eliantte or chrome
40 on my waist and i hop out and let it spray
i got hoes steady callin me keep askin bout a date
hop in a lamb’ or in a wraith ion kno which one i should take
on a pj im eatin steak hundred thousand off a play
i done fixed my lenses just to see these **** all hate
these **** claim the realest but they ain’t i see they all fake
you see these diamonds glistening
run up on me you gone meet yo fate
b*tch im the maker of this sh*t
i made a way f*ck what you thank’

- yk delly lyrics

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