lirik lagu fbg young - alot of dat
[intro: fbg young]
yeah
my hitters on a lot of that (h~llo?)
my hitters on a lot of that (you at the spot? bring the bands to the backdoor)
yeah (copo, copo, copo)
[chorus: fbg young]
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag)
more guns, less problems, more work, then more commas (yeah)
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama) (young)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us) (godumb)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag) (number 1)
more guns, less problems, more work, then more commas (yeah)
[verse 1: fbg young]
fake n~ggas get no time (no time), not a tick on my rollie (not a tick)
i heard that he holdin’, no facebook, but i’ll poke him (i need that)
i stay [?] holdin’ (i got it), approach him with that toaster (okay)
up on him, finna blow it (the cannon), cl!ck~clack and it’s over (boom, boom, boom)
i’m [?] ’cause you know ain’t sh~t sweet (i can’t go)
so i can’t go (can’t go), can’t get played like dvds (anti~f~ck boy)
and my life hd (hd) ’cause i’m tvg
run up on him while he coolin’ and that nine give him heat (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
and that sh~t i live for (live for), i’m dyin’ for it (i’m dyin’ for it)
and that pelle you got on, i hope you dyin’ for it (boom, boom)
’cause my hitters jumpin’ gates and they gon’ need that (they need that)
up the llama, cl!ck~clack, now he can’t breathe, man (it’s over)
and if you walkin’ through my hood, take them trues off (take ’em off)
no new faces, move around like a u~haul (beat your feet)
n~ggas act like b~tches, it’s a lot of rupaul’s (n~ggas g~y)
i’m ’bout that bag, paper chasin’ ’til my shoes gone (i’m ’bout that bag)
[chorus: fbg young & king lil jay]
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag)
more guns, less problems, more work, then more commas (yeah) (let’s get it)
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama) (double~0)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us) (fyb)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag) (ketchup, no mustard)
more guns, less problems (uh~huh), more work, then more commas (yeah)
[verse 2: king lil jay]
my n~ggas on a lot of that (a lot of that), you better have your pipe (no lackin’)
boom, boom, boom (boom, boom), then he flippin’ like the jesse white (boom~boom)
tookaville, b~tch (tvg), tutu gang general (tvg)
two twin .40’s, but no, they not identical (boom, boom, boom, boom)
thirty~clip extendo (uh~huh) shootin’ out the window (uh~huh)
my gun is my b~tch and that b~tch is a nympho (nympho)
f~ck the oppositions, k!ll ’em all if you ask me (fto)
i’m a real hitter and on my spare time, i be rappin’ (uh~huh, uh~huh)
bankroll, can’t fold (uh), smokin’ fruity, mango (that loud)
bad b~tch, j.lo (uh~huh), i don’t like to brag at all (at all)
but i’m addin’ up them zeroes, shoot you like a free throw (uh)
and i will always have it my way like carlito (carlito)
i’m all about that bag, call that [?]
tryna stack my chips up, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pringles (at all)
and i will never spend a dollar, dime on a cheap ho (no)
thinkin’ i’ma cash you out, b~tch, that sh~t nino (nino, nino, nino, nino)
[chorus: fbg young]
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag)
more guns, less problems, more work, then more commas (yeah)
my hitters on a lot of that, they be causin’ drama (they be causin’ drama)
now all these b~tches sweatin’ us ’cause we be hot like saunas (h~ll yeah, they on us)
every track, we k!ll (we k!ll), body with no problem (we bodybag)
more guns, less problems, more work, then more commas (yeah)
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