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lirik lagu yfg fatso - deadend

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, come on
yeah, you know how we comin’, we spaz (cuda, you made this?)
yeah, it’s me and the 17 in here
i got fredo on the couch and sh~t, you know how that go though

[chorus]
i may cap with that sh~t, ‘posed to cap when i’m done with her, i bet you feel that sh~t (come on)
i got a micro when i’m gettin’ out, you gon’ die, you get shot, you gon’ feel that sh~t (grrah, grrah)
don’t send n0body you love on no mission to door me, lil’ bro, i’m gon’ k!ll that b~tch (gon’ k!ll that b~tch)
all black suit, all black he~rs~, you talkin’ it hard, we gon’ k!ll that sh~t (come on, come on)
can’t even shoot who i want, foenem know i’ma stop it, don’t try, i’ll still’ll switch (spaz, spaz)
how many shots y’all want? i’m in here by the bar, high as f~ck, i’m just givin’ them sh~t
n~ggas be f~cked up ’bout these hoes, i don’t why, i’m still gon’ hit her (i’m still gon’ f~ck)
tell the police get off my case, racks in the safe, drugs in the dealin’ (come on)

[verse]
you don’t wanna catch no hundred, i got this sh~t with my eyes closed, who could match? (hundred k)
we turn n~ggas to puns, card game, put the whole nine to his flesh
i got a lag fifty in the dior bag, just landed, fresh off a jet (i’m fresh off a plane)
i got eighty with all these chains, two hundred in watches and your b~tch wet (i made her a lil’ wet)
i done drove multiple cars, favorite one outside the track’, keyanna came ‘vette (skrrt)
my mama son a star, shine bright, he put the whole princeton on the map (i put it on the map)
you wanna make a lil’ somethin’, come see what i’m doin’, get in with a n~gga like fat (get in with a n~gga like me)
i ain’t finna go out without no bang, why you think this micro across my lap?
i think it’s fatso for president, give me the key to the world, i’ma free those stuck (unlock my bros)
you’ve been a l, you irrelevant, only the n~ggas who don’t know bringin’ you up
n~ggas want drama about these b~tches, i just let her get ’em, i ain’t playin’ tough
i make a call to one of my dogs, it’ll be a second and somethin’ get touched (let’s get it)
gotta get back in the field, rappin’ and stackin’ them b~tches gave me a lil’ rush (i’ve been rushin’ to shoot)
lil’ brother thirsty to k!ll, told him slow down, he crashin’, mad for nothin’ (his ass’ll do it)
heard he was dissin’ about my members, he just got caught, who gassed him up? (who gassed him up?)
we make a n~gga day, could go any way, we was down, n~ggas laughed at us (come on)
[chorus]
i may cap with that sh~t, ‘posed to cap when i’m done with her, i bet you feel that sh~t (i bet you gon’ feel it)
i got a micro when i’m gettin’ out, you gon’ die, you get shot, you gon’ feel that sh~t (boy, i bet he gon’ feel it)
don’t send n0body you love on no mission to door me, lil’ bro, i’m gon’ k!ll that b~tch (gon’ k!ll that ho)
all black suit, all black he~rs~, you talkin’ it hard, we gon’ k!ll that sh~t (come on, come on, come on)
can’t even shoot who i want, foenem know i’ma stop it, don’t try, i’ll still’ll switch (frr, frr)
how many shots y’all want? i’m in here by the bar, high as f~ck, i’m just givin’ them sh~t (i’m just givin’ it up)
n~ggas be f~cked up ’bout these hoes, i don’t why, i’m still gon’ hit her (i’m still gon’ f~ck)
tell the police get off my case, racks in the safe, drugs in the dealin’, come on (come on)

[outro]
yeah, come on, yeah
you know how the f~ck, you know how the f~ck we comin’, come on
(cuda, you made this?) did that sh~t up, it’s racks in the safe


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