lirik lagu fmb longmoney – robbers trappers killers
[intro]
uh, oh oh oh, b~tch
74421, yea mm
do you hear me
ion even no mo
[ fmb longmoney ]
you know, it’s long
your b~tch want to work it, but i do not exercise
crazy mad women don’t get extra guys, i made the news and i got criticized
supposed to been dead but the shooter a blind
fmb walking they all recognize, mug me i bet ya like give me the ~martin~
i f~cked the mind outa b~tch hypnotize every time we f~ck she catching b~tterflies (no rye)
no run from no n~ggas that they down to catch a life sentеnce
hop in the car with a glock and a menacе
i hang with robbers, trappers, and k!llers and plus i’m a shooter just like reggie miller
b~tch i’m a fool when im shooting the pistol
she just took the boy on a sunday, you kissed her
no i can’t chill if it you ain’t beneficial, and that b~tch a dime but she ain’t got a nickel
she broke, i need that bread by the loaf, you know what i do to a hoe
f~ck and pass to my bro
(my bro bro)
feeling like fo time, just bought four nines, see an opp hit him, we fold him
f~ck n~ggas just got the drop on like four opps, i gave them like four n~ggas to go
if the p~ssy good i might nut in in (ohh)
yea for sure i go nuts in it
n~ggas mad, they can not f~ck wit me, see them in person, like n~gga what’s up wit it
sometimes i wish i that wasn’t the rapper
i’m not a rapper, lil b~tch i’m a factor
i make a call, i make everything happen
~really quick~ from trappin, aye from me i’m taxing
i got a plug on the south, and i got agency on the north
get a n~gga k!lled out for the mouth, but i rather show a n~gga what i’m all about, look
i told my n~gga sit in the front so you would put the b~tch in the back seat
i f~ck from the front and f~ck from the back, had a lil b~tch running like a track meet
drop a opp like we put him on dead pills, take sh~t from who, boy you win that stealth
i probably shot like 3 n~ggas last year, play with long money boy this is your last year, to live
[stunna 4 vegas]
b~tch i give a f~ck how it feel, for real, my lil n~gga ready to ~driff~
i ain’t chasing no b~tch, i’m tryna run up a mill
he played and got beat like emmet, he say he got bodies, but i don’t know who you k!lled
he big four, i just popped two pills, my boy tryna scope, know who dreams, he tryna work on his shoot sk!lls
(come here)
she eat it up,put chanel’s on _____ , they stealing my style, tryna copy my blueprint (f~ck)
i know these n~ggas influence, i take them to school just like they my students
but f~ck it i’m charging for classes
(clarity)
hold my diamonds clearer than glasses
(ice)
i put him in a box like cashes clay, im tryn turnt your n~gga into ashes
i ain’t f~cking if she ain’t the baddest ( in the room)
i told that lil hoe i got status, i ain’t nothin like your average,rapper, we slam on sh~t when it’s static
(b~tch)
we scoot up, you better lace your boots up, i count up like scooter, i made it out i knew how to maneuver
( uh uh uh )
i keep my pole tucked, my man caught an opp he froze up, n~gga touched me it’s going down in this b~tch, imma swing this hoe till it’s over
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