lirik lagu ftos twan - no funny rap
[verse]
i don’t talk, b~tch, i pull up and get active
he was there then he gone, that n~gga inactive
before you try to beef with me, you better get practice
jumped in this sh~t head first, b~tch, i missed practice
close your eyes when you shoot, man, this n~gga scared to shoot
outside ballin’, b~tch, i be out tryna hoop
this an arpski, n~gga, you gon’ run when i shoot
i’m tired of opps always sayin’ what the f~ck they gon’ do
v caught an opp and faced his ass, that’s what you supposed to
that’s no cap, i’d k!ll a n~gga in some posed to
ot n~ggas tryna beef, don’t even know your postal
i’m in the v with my n~gga dee, boy, we’ll smoke you
we in the club, i’ma pop you, n~gga, i ain’t gon’ pokе you
give your ass a flesh wound, n~gga, i ain’t gon’ smoke you
you want a fеat’ and you ain’t got no pape’ then i’ma ho you
bullets ain’t hit the first time, f~ck it, i’ma owe you
f~ck, i done crashed the drang, that b~tch done got totaled
i’m off a perc’ and some drank, b~tch, i’m in here loaded
yes, she was a bad b~tch ’til she got bloated
one up in the head, b~tch, i ain’t sip, i keep my clip loaded
we ebk, we’d k!ll you if you ain’t on our side
lil’ bro done punched a n~gga up, he caught him droppin’ 5
f~ck the cameramans, we’d make them b~tches pick a side
hop out shootin’ at his b~tch, she made her pick her side
she done switched her side, she done switched her ride
man, i don’t never see the opps out, them n~ggas hide
me and dee on bully, n~gga, you ain’t on our time
the fiends screamin’ two seven then i don’t know no slime
f~ck leeky slime, that n~gga move soon as he got his lo’
he say he what gang? i catch him out and pop my door
i got a turtle on my back, i ain’t on no trisiana
i’m high as f~ck, i done caught myself, pop pills with yana
it’s hot as f~ck in the booth, b~tch, it’s feelin’ like a sauna
i be high as h~ll off vice, b~tch, i get it from my mama
pull up all black, black on black, feelin’ like a [?]
i was outside spinnin’ when ye first dropped donda
that sh~t facts, i caught myself back smokin’ blacks
i done popped a n~gga up when weed was first called thrax
tryna go against two seven, n~gga, you ain’t got no hats
ask the last n~gga, b~tch, we put his ass in a pack
he got mummy wrapped, b~tch, i talk sh~t, i don’t funny rap
catch you out and put that b~tch to you, where my money at?
man, she a freak, she mixin’ don with the honey pack
bro said they liked that last hit, they keep on callin’ back
[outro]
(ah, loco)
b~tch
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