PHONY

Album cover art for "PHONY" by Denzel Curry & Juicy J & Key Nyata & A$AP Ferg

Denzel Curry & Juicy J & Key Nyata & A$AP Ferg

PHONY

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Duration: 4:10

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[Intro: Denzel Curry] Uh-huh, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Strippin' for The Scythe and all these hoes likin' me ( The Scythe ) Strippin' for The Scythe and all these hoes likin' me [Chorus: Denzel Curry & Juicy J ] Ayy, we hate that phony shit (Uh-huh), that think you know me shit (Don't know me) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe me shit (Oh) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly for the scythe, we on some members only shit ( Bitch, bitch, bitch, shut the fuck up ) Ayy, we hate that phony shit (Uh-huh), that think you know me shit (Don't know mе) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe mе shit (Oh, I-I-I ) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly hypnotized, we on some members only shit (Yeah) [Verse 1: Juicy J] It don't make sense when a nigga fake rich, but he ask for something, I'm baffled They borrow shit, turn around, won't give you a quarter back, Matt Hassel' But the funniest thing to me be when these niggas say I got ya And all that beef that was in the streets on computers now, they at ya (I hate it) Yeah, I got all this dough, I'ma wake up in the morning and get some more Might hire your favorite rapper to drive me around LA and open my door That's that boss shit, I know your broke ass don't know nothin' 'bout that If they want static, we gon' spin like we runnin' a laundry mat [Chorus: Denzel Curry, Juicy J & Key Nyata ] Ayy, we hate that phony shit (Uh-huh), that think you know me shit (Don't know me) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe me shit (Oh) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly for the scythe, we on some members only shit ( Take that ) We hate that phony shit (Uh-huh), that think you know me shit (Don't know me) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe me shit (Oh, I-I-I ) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly hypnotized, we on some members only shit ( Okay, okay, okay, okay ) [Verse 2: Key Nyata] Okay, I gotta start poppin' my shit a lil' more 'til it's not a surprise, ayy I bet she'd swallow my dick, but I'd never swallow my pride You talkin' like you in the field, but turf don't grow outside It's all in your dome, imagination got you killin' the vibe Crashin' out, trippin' on shit you could change if you really was smart Bit on the hand that was feedin' you, now that you starvin' we really gon' see who you are Honestly in my opinion, I thought you would get it eventually, boy, was I wrong Tryna fit in over here is impossible, ultra high is where we settin' the bar, you can't ride in this car, bitch [Chorus: Denzel Curry, Juicy J , Key Nyata & A$AP Ferg ] Ayy, we hate that phony shit ( Let's go ), that think you know me shit (Don't know me) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe me shit (Oh) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly for the scythe, we on some members only shit (Yeah) We hate that phony shit (Uh-huh), that think you know me shit (Don't know me) Always doin' favors, then they say you owe me shit (Oh ) I had to cut the shit (Cut it), they on some other shit (They buggin') This strictly hypnotized, we on some members only shit ( Ooh, ooh, yeah ) [Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] Big bank right at my crib, BB hold on my grip Can't get a membership when they come to The Scythe, niggas ready to flip (Yeah) [Spinnin' 'bout to grip][?] for the Cartier buffs, put the drip on my Detroit bitch, yeah Pump fake, nigga, you a bitch, got the all brown denim when I'm talkin' my shit, yeah (Ooh, ooh, yeah) Fit check, put you in the gallery full of the people that sleep with the fish, yeah Trap lord beat on this shit like they had a durag when they spinnin' that shit (Yeah, uh) And I'm all good with the blick, even though I don't crip, I will hustle like Nip Ha, you niggas funny as shit (Yeah), members all in my clique (Hey, yeah) [Verse 4: Denzel Curry] Denzel, when you gon' pop your shit? (Pop shit) They cool, but not like this How you fav' me when you don't make sense? (Make sense) Swear to God, niggas smokin' on dick Pogo, when they wanna jump on ship , that's a no-go Lookin' like hoe trynna strip, where the pole go? Niggas know what I been on by the logo Took him off the map, he funkin' up the ozone Tried to run off with my shit, you couldn't get far as a [?], dog (Dog) Curry the killer too lit, I bet you get hit with a sawed off (Brrt) If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then nigga, get off of my call log (Log) You hangin' on by a thread, but askin' me when I'm gon' fall off [Outro: Denzel Curry] Woah, woah (Huh?), woah, woah (Us) Woah, woah (What?), woah, woah ('Cause it's just us) Woah (Who?), woah, woah (Us) Woah, woah (Them), woah, woah (They are not us) Woah, woah (Huh?), woah, woah (Us) Woah (What?), woah, woah ('Cause it's just us) Woah (Who?), woah (Us) Woah (Them, they are not us) ( The Scythe, The Scythe, The Scythe, The Scythe ) ( The Scythe, The Scythe, The Scythe )

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