lirik lagu fbg young - who dat
[intro]
huh, f~ck
who’s there? ayy
okay (ayy, f~ck tow truck)
[verse 1]
12 hit the front door, jumpin’ out the window
this glock is a grown man, thirty~shot extendo
bond money on the way right now, don’t ask me what i’m in for
hold on, free my brother, b~tch, [?]
pull up with that cutta, b~tch, hold on, it’s a pick and roll
[?] what get me on
hand~to~hand, i serve it, though
i ain’t sayin’ i’m runnin’ sh~t, send my villains to get you gone
i don’t need no aim assist ’cause this chopper baby sh~t
k!llers in my mama yard, the feds wanna indict us up
pop the glock, the ruckus, uh
thick b~tch f~ck, no tusslin’
hit your b~tch ’round her son, so i told him, “we wrestlin'”
i’m k!llin’ sh~t, this evidence, bl~~dy coat like butcher men
in the trap, don’t [?]
count this cash, no helpin’ hands
[chorus]
pray to god i make it, i tote that glock in front of my mama (my mama)
i got nosy neighbors callin’ 12 tryna f~ck up my commas (my commas)
go dumb for my baby, give it all to my lil’ youngin’ (my boy)
back~to~back in the latest, trap like vеgas, it do numbers, uh (trap)
[verse 2]
you better know matrix, whеn it’s wartime, we be on it, uh
our trap, it look straight, uh, i got sh~t to say
i sell that loud like, “what ya say?”
that munna brick in my dolce’s, wow, poof, doa
i must be jose, that’s no way, huh
my b~tch [?], this cash get bouquets
i was trappin’ on school days, trap go up on tuesdays
motherf~ck a case, boy, don’t get shot like 2k
nah, really with two ‘ks
when ya self~made, ya have it made, huh
that sig with me, it’s tailor~made
my diamonds shine in all the shades
this glock in reach, don’t be arranged, your sour~ass be lemonade
f~ck sh~t, i can’t entertain
me and all my cousins bang
this is the life of hard knocks, n~gga, gang~gang
[chorus]
pray to god i make it, i tote that glock in front of my mama (my mama)
i got nosy neighbors callin’ 12 tryna f~ck up my commas (my commas)
go dumb for my baby, give it all to my lil’ youngin’ (my boy)
back~to~back in the latest, trap like vegas, it do numbers, uh (trap)
[bridge]
pray to god i make it
pray~pray to god i make it
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
pray to god i make it
pray to god i make it
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
pray to god i make it
pray~pray to god i make it
i tote that glock in front of my mama
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
pray to god i make it
pray~pray to god i make it
i tote that glock in front of my mama
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
ayy, pray to god i make it
i tote that glock in front of my mama
i tote that glock in front of my mama
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
ayy, pray to god i make it
i tote that glock in front of my mama
i tote that glock in front of my mama
tote~tote~tote that glock, i tote that glock, i—
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