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Iron Facade Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Intro: Drake

Yeah

Verse 1: Drake

I’m in the back of the Cullinan, feel like a bunker (yeah)

We pullin up deep yeah it's time for yall to hunker (yeah)

Rolling deep with like 45 sticks

I don’t do beef, I do statistics

Then I go missing for weeks on a district

The clip is a movie, no scripted dialogue

Smelling like Creed and a fire log

I’m in the trenches in Prada, dog

I’m the reason the city is fired up

They want the crown, I just tell ‘em to hold it (what?)

The throne is a lease and you already sold it (phew)

Paving the way and I already rolled it

Heavy the head, yeah, I already showed it (let’s go)

Chorus

Ground shaking when we move through the yard (phew)

Carbon fiber, yeah, the windows is hard (on god)

Bulletproof everything, check the facade

We ain’t even playing, we just meeting the squad (21)

Heavy artillery, everything loaded (loaded)

We in the iron, we never getting folded (no)

You had a chance and you already blowed it (yeah)

Verse 2: 21 Savage

I got a stick with a kick like a mule (21)

I’m keeping it cool, I’m breaking the rules (on god)

I put the metal in front of your face

Now you looking like you just caught a case (straight up)

Niggas be talking, they doing the most

I put the red on his head like a ghost (21)

I got the hitters, they posted in villas

We making a toast, then we clearing the coast (yeah)

I’m in a tank, I don’t see no speed bumps (no)

I’m in the field where the heavy machinery thumps (straight up)

Spin on the block, then we do it again

I got the racks, I don’t need me a friend (21)

Extended the mag, now it’s hitting the floor

I’m kicking the door, I’m wanting some more (on god)

Slaughter Gang, nigga, we ready for war

I’m keeping the score, you stuck on the shore (21)

Bridge: Drake

Tread marks on the pavement (yeah)

I don’t need a statement

I just need the payment

Backtracking like ---

"that's not what I meant"

Leave your ass flat on the pavement

Hook

Heavy artillery, everything loaded (yeah)

We in the iron, we never getting folded (never)

You had a chance and you already

(yeah) Never around...

They searching for us, they pat you down

Check every block, check every town

We already gone, we don't make a sound

sound...

Yeah… we was never around

Moving in silence, the engine is loud

We shake you down in the middle of a crowd

And disappear like we was never around

Yeah… we was never around

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