PAYROLL (Demo) lyrics

by

Yunk



[Chorus]
Her ex's friends they call me a a-hole
Now I'm f*ckin on her friends
You can't match this payroll
I'm 117 with this Glock
I'll give you a halo (Tofito, you made it)
Got 17 shots plus the 100 rounds up in this draco

[Verse]
Tell me I ain't with it
I got the Gucci and Dior
With the windows tinted
I can't take it anymore
Baby I stay winning
Yeah you a b*tch yeah you a whore
These milligrams I'm twitching
This addy got me up at 4
I'm falling fast
I'm making racks, like what?
You want me?
I'm pouring that wock
f*ck a 4 I pour the whole thing
I'm like 20 minutes in brodie f*ck his b*tch
Got these diamonds AP new watch new wrist
Got my 9 tucked b*tch new Glock who this?
Feelin' hungry oh sh*t, now I got Ruth Chris
I be part of their talks
I be in the air walking
I'm tracking the b*tch that bе tryna send hits
If you gon' think that you one of us
Stop you right therе n then we gon empty the clip
Yunk just be flexing I'm ripping this sh*t like a racing car
I'm finna max out the whip
Chains on me heavy I'm dripping its wetting
The ground that I stand on gon' flood a lil bit
[Chorus]
Her ex's friends they call me a a-hole
Now I'm f*ckin on her friends
You can't match this payroll
I'm 117 with this Glock
I'll give you a halo
Got 17 shots plus the 100 rounds up in this draco
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