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lirik lagu ytb fatt - ghetto fox

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(f~ck the fire, we got grease)

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
b~tch, i’m with lil’ fox
we just put a three of tris in a lil’ pot
10 milli’ clean, put the switch on a lil’ glock
he tried to block it, but i hit him with the hook shot
we got the hood hot
rob the yung og, i think you should not
i signed a n~gga in a feds, i felt like suge knight
we just found some glass of red, it’s a good night
i been through so much sh~t in my life, i got a book to write
sosa ain’t got drank, i’m with snook tonight
sn~tch a n~gga ice, he re~dropped, then we took it twice
if my mama hear i’m dead, the drank took my life
the n~gga sold me fake drank, so i took the pint
i’m tryna check for karo, that’s why i shook thе pint
i just drank a four raw, i got a crooked eye
sh~t talkin’, but i might just do a hook tonight
told will,

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
i got tall hoes, same height as dior dess
in the street for real, my model b~tch in the feds
pop out chrome heart,
g5 the jet to a tris pint when i land
my grandma still live where zai died, gave her a k
it ain’t sh~t to make a hit, p~ssy, i’m on plaque number eight
i’m f~ckin’ on a booster, her ass shaped like a eight
they crashin’ out about me, i got foxes every state
ah, life lit for real, now i get high with rod wave
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
like be for real, how you dodgin’ that case?
million dollar check and ain’t been home for nine days
they heard the yung og home, this sh~t look like a lions game
ten’ll get you hit, a dub, crime pays
had to leave the messy b~tch, she playin’ facebook live games
my son got a stick for christmas, i ain’t buyin’ games
promethazine with codeine, i ain’t buyin’ plain
‘less it’s plain presi’s
i’ll bust a platinum down, n~gga, i ain’t petty
you say you want a quarter brick, i got a nine ready
it’s a safety on the draco, but the 9 ready

[verse 4: ytb fatt]
fox p~ss on a b~tch, look like r. kelly
locked in with ja, i had a glock when they played the celtics
fox caught two before he died, now he in heaven
rio was locked in august, talkin’ ’bout n~gga was his celly
seventy for the presi’
he gonna come ’round this sh~t, that boy died, he gon’ tell it
take a sh~t on the rap game, i know they smell me
ratchet ho bummin’, thought i had s~x with s~xyy
how much for a show? fifty~three plus seven
foxes on tour with me, how many? twenty~seven
lil’ fox ain’t got sh~t, he’ll k!ll you for a seven
how much i put on his head? the f~ckin’ rolls spectre
never mind, hit baby fox, he’ll k!ll you for some leisure
jordan 11s
i got real k!llers in heaven
how much we poured up? eleven
how many them percs [lil jay?] off? eleven
white thick b~tch got cake like lil debbie

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