PUNCHLINE #TARGET #T//A lyrics

[Intro]
(D-D-D-D-DJ gloyourkrazy, the coolest DJ on the motherf*ckin' planet)
-yo ho suck di*k
(lumina)
I get bricks, yo ho suck di*k
I-I get bricks, yo ho suck di*k
You don't got money, b*tch, that sh*t don't exist
They like how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the [?]
-how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the-
-how you ship them
-how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the [?]
-how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the-

[Verse 1]
She got big ol' apricot
Come through whippin' every pot
Money comin' in a lot
Makin' money, b*tch, you not
You get kicked up out the spot
I can't go out by no thot
Can't be bothered by no ho
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo-
Can't be botherеd by no ho
Eenie, meenie-
Can't bе- can't be bothered by no ho
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
I catch that b*tch right by his toe
I got hella' bullets
If he holla' then I let him go
You get kicked up out the show
Just to let you know
I'm not your gang, I'm not your bro
I pull up with [?]
That Mary Jane I'm smoking dope
Yeah I met yo ho
Should be ashamed for where she go
I just left the sto'
I copped that range I'm in that rover
Yeah I got yo ho
She give me brain, that's not yo ho
[Chorus]
I'm laughing dead at yo face
This sh*t all a joke
You the f*cking punchline
I'm laughing dead at yo face
I just sit and laugh at it
I just sit and laugh at it

[Verse 2]
I get bricks, yo ho suck di*k
I get bricks, yo ho suck-
I get- I get bricks, yo ho suck
I- I- I- I- I get bricks, yo ho suck di*k
You don't got money, b*tch, that sh*t don't exist
They like how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the [?]
-how you ship them packages?
Its all up in the [?]
I got way too many hoes, I can't remember the names
Way too high on the highway, I can't even remember the lanes
b*tch got 4,000 Instagram followers talkin' bout she famous
I seen n*ggas throw sets up, they don't even know what they claimin'
I heard n*ggas call soo woo, they don't even know what they banging'
n*ggas be so egotistical they don't even know that they changin'
Same ones that be listenin' to my music be the same ones hatin'
A lot of you n*ggas my sons, you wouldn't exist if I wan't creative
A lot of you n*ggas just wouldn't exist if it wasn't for gloyourkrazy
I changed my name, changed my sound, and I'm still better how you tryna' play me?
I'm the one staple in n*ggas careers who the f*ck you think saved em'
I remember when you was hatin'
How the f*ck you switch to [?]
[Verse 1]
She got big ol' apricot
Come through whippin' every pot
Money comin' in a lot
Makin' money, b*tch, you not
You get kicked up out the spot
I can't go out by no thot
Can't be bothered by no ho
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo-
Can't be bothered by no ho
Eenie, meenie-
Can't be- can't be bothered by no ho
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
I catch that b*tch right by his toe
I got hella' bullets
If he holla' then I let him go
You get kicked up out the show
Just to let you know
I'm not your gang, I'm not your bro
I pull up with [?]
That Mary Jane I'm smoking dope
Yeah I met yo ho
Should be ashamed for where she go
I just left the sto'
I copped that range I'm in that rover
Yeah I got yo ho
She give me brain, that's not yo ho
[Chorus]
I'm laughing dead at yo face
This sh*t all a joke
You the f*cking punchline
I'm laughing dead at yo face
I just sit and laugh at it
I just sit and laugh at it