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iamphycojack - soireé lyrics

[intro:]
gang, gang, gang, if you hear your name, it’s all a muhf_ckin’ dub, gon’ head & take sh_t personal
but you know how i’m finna slide on this b_tch

[verse: 2]
aye
see, i was gon’ try to pop ‘siah but he got a whole lotta choppas (boom, boom, boom)
might f_ck around, pop nana, see if “12” will buy me a whopper
i’ma run up on the abney’s , they gon run past me, n_gga, i am so unbothered
drop zion body in a jungle since he wanna be a cheater, forgive me, lil’ father
i can make joshua mason just choke off a newport
is that austin tate or is that too $hort? (short ass)
stash the stack from guap lee up in new york
catch douie, drag him out the food court (hahaha)
and you know it ain’t sh_t to catch lil sani, all i gotta do is have one, two hoes on deck
runnin’ through your soireè just so i can find sophie, like, “b_tch, i’m finna give you your old t__th back!”
whole gang in this b_tch on bully
panda dunks with the black & white hoodie (gang)
f_ck around and spell keon’dre, ’cause warner, that just mean he p_ssy (tom & jerry)
who the f_ck is this b_tch named sami? poppin’ up since yo bros’ can’t stand me
since you love to be in football lodges, im’ma lodge my foot in yo b_lls, what’s goodie?

[verse: 2]
lil crook, i’ll punk yo’ whole group out, blow that muhf_cker down in the middle where you workin’
“gang nem” leakin and i’m “serious!”
sendin videos of them b_tches twerkin
open up the chat, send me everything you got
run up on germ’, like, “give me your funds” and you can’t even run, ’cause you just got shot (godd_mn)
like eazy, is that a rat or a hamster?
pull up on jade, like come run them hands girl
f_ck up her face when you can’t even notice her features
like “seanio” oop, that’s random
run up on john paul, finna black his eye, but you can’t even tell, ’cause that n_gga so black (hahahaha)
i call out marco when i hit the park_o, when them bullets goin’ in and out his back
oh, is that euro? well, he make no euros, all his cars rented out we call it “turo” (.com)
i wipe the floor with trent up in chicago, then leave his ass layin’ there like spin the bottle
your life is just terrible, b_tches unbearable, might wanna switch the flow up as we speak (on god)
but of course when your name kemyri, motherf_ckers gon’ remain on key (on god)

- iamphycojack lyrics

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