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Lyrics: Joyner Lucas – What’s That?

Joyner Lucas – What's That?
Joyner Lucas – What’s That?


Talented hit Singer ‘Joyner Lucas‘ drops a new project which is called ‘What’s That?‘ to follow back his previous  hard work.
This newly dropped anticipated song dubbed ‘What’s That?‘ By ‘Joyner Lucas‘ is a song that will surely please the ear.
Lastly this brand new single is here for fast streaming and buying.
Here is a new hit track “What’s That?” by serial banger maker “Joyner Lucas” is Unarguably one of the top hit projects dropped this week & trust us to bring you the very best every time.

What’s That?” This latest hard project is bound to go to the top of the charts as we can see that the team behind it did their best to the execution of the work.

From ” Joyner Lucas – What’s That?” the compendium of the African drums and the percussion laced with quite accomplishing Strings and chords to the amazing laying of vocals and interesting lyrics coupled with the standard mixing and mastering.’

Listen below;


[Verse 1]
Can’t catch me when I’m too damn fast
Skrr, ayy, you can’t last
Worked too hard just to turn back now
If they don’t like me, that’s too damn bad
Bitch don’t touch what you can’t have
Yeah, you can’t have
Just ’cause I fuck, don’t mean she mine
I tossed that bitch with a two-hand pass
I just tied up Khaled, now I got the keys
Straight from the block, I hop out the P’s
Joyner got niggas that’ll hop out and squeeze
Leave a nigga jumpin’ out his Dada Supremes
I gotta breath *sharp inhale*
I don’t get enough credit, bitch, shout out to me
Snitch ass bitch just brought out the D’s
Wu-Tang shit, I brought out the Bees
Ayy worked too hard to go back to the days where I made just a minimum wage, what’s that?
I need head three times a day, if not we ain’t on the same page, what’s that?
Google fucking up my net worth, say I got two, three M’s to my name, what’s that?
Nigga I done made at least twenty M’s, bitch, better fix that shit, I’m paid, what’s that?
This a flex, this ain’t a pissin’ test
Fuck the disrespect, I gotta interject
I gotta lift the weight, tell all my bench to press
My life been the shit, you niggas been depressed
You either misdirected or you incorrect
I got a Smith & Wesson, let it rip your flesh
And let it split your neck until you missing sections
I’m an evil curse inside a bigger blessing, nigga ayy

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