lirik lagu fwm.kalebb - 19
(this sh~t go hard)
said i’m something like an alien
not from this planet
i’m flying right in on my bust sh~t
heard he runnin his mouth we gon zip his sh~t up
imma finish him we never start sh~t
got a ziploc bag with a p of that za
and i’m smokin’ that sh~t till i can’t think
why you touchin’ my blunt b~tch yo ass stank
bullets make him switch over to the fast lane
b~tch i’ve been with this cheese del taco
try to run up i hit him in his nacho
i’m a big money fiend i’m in love with this guap
pink glock 19 and you won’t see tomorrow
i fill it i see it i get it i got it
don’t worry bout bread if it stuffed in my pocket
that sh~tty booty breath on the beat when i talk
got a hundred thousand stuffed in my jeans when i walk
when i turned 19 b~tch i smoked the whole lot
she a [?] fiend tell that hoe to back off
wе was sippin’ on lean we was sippin’ on wock
he was sippin’ on [?] i was sippin’ on [?]
shawty been up on mе and she feelin excited
i chill in the lamb’ when i smoke on exotic
your boyfriend a sheep be the reason i pop it
i’m finna’ blow up tell them turn up the violence
said this sh~t to easy don’t feel like no obstacle
b~tch i’ve been smokin’ on optical
got a lil’ b~tch on my d~ck
she suckin’ that sh~t like a popsicle
she do it chronical
i’m on the top of your head like some head lice
say your door been dry like a dead light
she say that i am a hoe said you dead right
can’t talk on phone cause he might be a fed’ right
off of these drugs and i’m gettin’ my head right
i pop a perc’ and go up like a headlight
i go bazerk on a b~tch if i’m fed right
on my phone tryna’ see how my zelle like
man that sh~t stank to cheese cause i been havin’ money
on my wrist that ain’t lean these some cartier diamonds
you can run up on me any day when you find me
you can call up on n0body
he talkin loud but he know he got no bodies
said i’m with your hoe prolly
and i been in the trap like a homebody
got a cat off the lot it got no mileage
and my engine be roaring exotic like four lighters
in the club with four b~tches that’s four bodies
presidential my suite i’m with joe biden
we be geekin but i don’t do no smilin
b~tch the [?] couldn’t fit in no wallet
thought i was done but i’m just getting started
you’re b~tch say i’m her favorite artist
hit the exhaust on these b~tches and take the f~ck off
now they broke and be havin bosses
came in this b~tch like osama i blew the f~ck up
i remember when them b~tches doubted
i’m tryna put my whole crib on a mountain
sippin drank with the clouds b~tch it came out a fountain
say you’re homie a b~tch yeah he real scared
b~tch i been havin dough like i’m [?]
got to much cash in my wallet it can’t fit there
i’m havin motion and they havin welfare
i f~ck your b~tch on the muf~ckin fifth stair
talk with your money if not put your fist there
saw he was clueless b~tch you got a big stare
[?]
heard they be rollin me up i’m like who dead
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