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lirik lagu fg famous - choppa season

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[intro: jaydayoungan]
squeeze it
clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it (jah, heat it up)
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it (saucey, you’re a g~nius)
(ayy, rashonn, this b~tch go crazy)

[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n~gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b~tch came with a p~n~s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out thе box, so ain’t no jamming, this b~tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sеnding shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b~tch, i’m a demon

[verse 1: jaydayoungan]
and they been asking for that pressure, b~tch, i breathe it
if you outside, b~tch, close your eyes, ’cause he gon’ blind whoever see it
tryna up the heat and make a p~ssy n~gga freeze like he anemic
make sure you miss that n~gga legs and hit his head, i want his beanie
when my b~tch f~ck me, tell her f~ck me like she mean it
i want you to give me brain, bae, do your thing, like when you eat it
drop the d~ck off like cocaine, bae, say my name and then you scream it
and when i f~ck her from the back, i slap that ass, i gotta squeeze it
n~gga, f~ck a hitman, my topone’s go get the job done
tryna up the mac, blow his sh~t back, b~tch, this is not a prop gun
he clutchin’ bangers, but won’t slang it, why the f~ck he got one?
that p~ssy act like he got heart, well b~tch, i’m tryna stop one
[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n~gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b~tch came with a p~n~s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out the box, so ain’t no jamming, this b~tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sending shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b~tch, i’m a demon

[verse 2: fg famous]
i’m out my top, b~tch, i’m a demon
better believe it
you play, you gotta see me, sh~t get real when we come creepin’
you better pray you live, i clutch on steel that rip through [?]
my shooters shoot to k!ll, they tryna bless you like you sneezing
and all you gotta do is give me a reason
it’s pressure when we beefin’, i don’t know what you n~ggas thinking
i’m tryna bust a head, they hit my car, now let’s get even
it ain’t no talkin’, ain’t no tweetin’, i wanna see blood, somebody bleeding

[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n~gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b~tch came with a p~n~s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out the box, so ain’t no jamming, this b~tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sending shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b~tch, i’m a demon
[outro: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
mmm, b~tch, i’m a demon
yeah, fg23 for life, n~gga
bang


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