TRURELIGION lyrics

[Intro: ?]
Py-Py-Py-Py-Pyky radio
Py-Py-Py-Py-Pyky radio

[Verse 1: Acid Souljah]
They don't know I got the juice
They don't kno—
They don't know I got the juice (They don't know I got the juice)
They don't know I got the swag
Feel like Soulja Boy with the juice, counting a bag (With the hottest DJ, with the hottest DJ)
[?], That's expected
Your girl came to the crib, and she f*ck, that's expected
Hey lil' pus*y, I'ma beat it up, then neglect it
Told that b*tch "Leave the crib", I don't even give a sh*t
[?] these percs and sh*t, I do not rеmember sh*t
I know that he talkin' down but hе just a fan
I pull up with the shotta, make that boy poop his pants
Real based sh*t, that's all that I be saying
Real based sh*t, that's all that I be spreading
I can never be down bad, up on Reddit

[Verse 2: gazecloud]
In my house, smoking grams, smoking gram, what you want?
What you want? Don't f*ck with me or you'll receive these hands in your face
In your f*cking face, in your f*cking face, in your f*cking face
Nowadays, these fanbases be lame as f*ck, lame as f*ck
[?] or I'll f*ck you up, duh, or I'll f*ck you up, duh, or I'll f*ck you up, duh, or I'll f*ck you up, f*ck you up
(You're now rockin—)
[Verse 3: heavensouls]
[?] bad mood
Brodie think he gangster because his body is filled of tattoos
[?] dark web [?] buy yourself in the dark room
[?]
Now I'm doing a song with Acid Souljah, Gazecloud, and Peeve on the track
[?] shawty bring it back
[?] check, you know I never lack
Now I'm in this verse, spitting bars, (woah), I'm out to attack
This file format right here is a FLAC

[Outro: ?]
—with the hottest DJ, dropping banger after banger, [?]