lirik lagu fatt macc – shitty mfs
[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(jb made that beat)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
[verse]
tryna rob me, gon’ need an army (on god)
she thinkin’ i’m f~ckin’ for the free, b~tch, where them funds at? (yeah)
hit her from the back and have her runnin’ (she runnin’)
she just don’t know i popped me a perc’, b~tch, i ain’t done yet (on god)
my n~gga bun locked (d~mn)
he got out the county and came right back where the guns at (choppers, yeah)
we still sh~ttin’ on ’em (yeah)
they gon’ be some sh~tty motherf~ckers, i ain’t done yet (on god)
runnin’ through these hoes like i’m runnin’ through a check (run through ’em)
he keep talkin’ out his neck, i’ma put some money on his head (yeah)
you know i’m runnin’ through them ‘bows, i done ran me up a check (a check)
hundred bags on a jet, that sh~t ain’t nothin’ if you ain’t scared (on god)
they say i need a hood trophy, so i went and bought a rollie (rollie)
twenty thousand on me, know you see my pocket pokin’ (pokin’)
i’m the type to f~ck her, then i act like i don’t know her
she ain’t want me back then, now you see them b~tches hopin’ (on god)
f~ck an iphone, i’m trappin’ off the motorola (trappin’)
shout out to ms. tasha, i was sleepin’ on the sofa (yeah)
young n~gga, he just want a cutlass and some floaters (boulders)
run off with your sh~t, you know fatt macc’ll f~ck you over (yeah)
now i’m the topic (yeah)
no time for a b~tch ’cause i be switchin’ up my watches (on god)
watch the n~ggas ’round you, they might be the n~gga plottin’ (they plottin’)
i don’t call her by her name ’cause i don’t know, yeah, i forgot it (d~mn)
they say money bring problems, you know i ain’t trippin’
so i went and bought some choppers (choppers), dare a n~gga try me (on god)
cheapest in the city, they say i’m f~ckin’ up the market (low~low)
camp at neiman marcus, i be f~ckin’ up the profit (the check)
life like monopoly ’cause i be gambling with my life, ho (gamblin’)
went and bought a trunk, ain’t tryna gamble with these white folks (woah)
yeah, i went and bought them ’cause i know you can’t buy those (yeah)
they know i be havin’ style, i come out, he gon’ hide the hoes
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, i pick her out and there i go (yeah)
two b~tches all on a n~gga d~ck, they tryna drive the boat
i hope this b~tch got somewhere to stay, she talkin’ ’bout take her home
rockstar, twenty~one b~tches, i feel like post malone (on god)
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