JunkFood

Lyrics

[Intro: 72 Reezy] (It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga) 72 What up, JakeSand? (Damn, JakeSand) Ayy [Verse 1: 72 Reezy] Shoot a nigga quick like I'm JunkFood Boy, them pieces ain't on shit, you just punch food A nigga reach for my kit, he a drunk dude I'm on the island with your bitch, nigga, fuck a cruise Finna give her ass this dick, bitch, fuck a nude Catch a burger with a kit, he a Lunchable I probably went on a skit if I'm up on the news [Verse 2: $kid] Yup Ten foreigns out front, the city gave me a fine Cook crack in the air fryer, the city is mine You need to start rappin' your life, stop talkin' 'bout mine Your man in my DM talkin' 'bout bless me with a line [Verse 3: Beannskii] Haha, he dead, off them Percs I see red Fuck a chest shot, I'm tryna tap a head I still link with opp hoes, I'm finna pound her through the bed If I can't see him out the window, use my legs Cradle the bitch, I'm finna put his ass to bed He was duckin' wreck, I swear I can't wait to catch Fred Do what I want, give a fuck 'bout what you said I'm tryna break this bitch down, I'm in here grabbin' on her legs I would've, I would've popped Deebo ass, I ain't Craig [Verse 4: $weet-T] Irene doin' brown, she used to have a bar face Darell in the Lab hittin' lines of parlays The way my man press keys, you would think he play for FaZe This gun in my hand'll make you change your ways Hittin' states like Cascade, clean the spot for the raid My phone ringin' all day, the plays comin' in spades I got a hammer and a vest like I'm workin' in the trades Have my junkie poke you with a needle infested with AIDS [Verse 5: TrDee] Walkin' in the spot like where the weed at? Long hair, slim thick bitch, I'ma need that Talkin' 'bout you doin' this and that, I don't believe that Brodie still servin' hand-to-hand, where the fiends at? [Verse 6: BabyTron] Where the cheese at? Where the green at? Where the P's at? Where the lean at? I need a three, jack, I need a yeah, yeah, yeah Walk him down with the Drac', that's a DOA Fuck a PNC, my lil' bro bang BOA Met the 304 at 3, I banged that ho by 3:08 Whole gang eatin' great, shit, we need 'bout three more steaks Shit, shit, we need 'bout three more plates Hey, ayy, ayy, we just hit 'bout three more states Hit my weapon plug up like shit, I need 'bout three more K's I can't go to sleep yet, shit, I got 'bout three more plays [Outro: BabyTron] It's a thousand ways to get pape', it's like three more lanes I know it's more than three, four ways ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, long live $cam RIP Chris, THHL shit, you hip skip? Nyah