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fatt macc – fatt on fatt كلمات اغاني

[intro: ytb fatt]
d_mn, it’s a whole lot of motion involved
(you’ll fly too if you link up with french)
we pop this sh_t every day, not only on the weekends
fatt macc, what’s poppin’, n_gga?
foxes only, n_gga, yeah

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
i got the keys to the streets, keys to the trenches
n_gga, i knew how to adapt, i bought me some weed and a gun when i first hopped in it
these n_ggas don’t know how to work the streets for real ’cause they just hopped in ’em
that was my young n_gga, covered all of his head, threw on his ski, put that fire in his denim
40k pokin’ out my britches, this blue cheese got my pockets itchin’
these shows got my pockets thicker, i’m finna drop some show money on this b_tch
n_gga, this sh_t got different, my motion bigger, so the hoes thicker
n_gga, this sh_t got different, my pockets larger, so the whips different

[verse 2: fatt macc]
free my n_gga max all in the county, all my bros k!llers
ran it up off turkey bags, you see me with her, know i hit her
boy, you got that sh_t off telegram, you know i go and get ’em
all my ice came off of instagram, f_ck talkin’, i’m showin’ a n_gga
my florida boy gon’ come and clear the block, he want a brick of flak
you can take me anywhere ’round the world and i’ma set up shop
you ain’t got no business in my business, you ain’t gotta call
swiper trap, we went fatt on fatt, you is not a fox
[verse 3: ytb fatt]
model ho workin’ a trap in the trenches, i’m in la tryna set up shop
i’m in the trap tryna take a picture, i put all the j’s out
you don’t even know how to work the kitchen, why you in it, n_gga? get out the house
macc just called my phone like, “what you got goin’? the labels wanna talk now”
uh, i don’t know ’bout you, but i’ma take that risk when it’s m’s involved
every time i pop it, the racks be on me, man, i keep mine on
i’m in lenox, i got forty thousand and three switches in the mall
my hoes be sendin’ pictures, i be sayin’, “y’all gave it and i love y’all all”
i’m in the m with a thirty ball, england b_tch just ate my b_lls
girl, you f_ckin’ with a trap n_gga, so put this in your bra
b_tch, you f_ckin’ with a raw n_gga, so i’ma f_ck you raw
n_gga, that ain’t no gumbo that you smokin’, ain’t even hear you cough

[verse 4: fatt macc]
n_gga, that ain’t no pluto that you smokin’, that’s that whatchacallit
i was on the block with a whole lot of shots, my young n_gga ready to catch him a body
you can’t even lie like you know trappers, i ain’t heard about you
n_gga shot me, shot his ass back, i know you heard about it
you ain’t got no money, n_gga, i done ran my change up
i been goin’ to cali five years, i got the same plug
pour a four of wock’, i’m high as f_ck, i’m on the same cup
you know i’m never trippin’ ’bout no ho, we f_ck the same girl
4 am, you know i ain’t got no business at the b00by trap
flight attendenant b_tches, i’m gettin’ ate up while i’m in the air
two hundred in the stash, a hundred k in work, i got this sh_t off sellin’ bags
and all you n_ggas broke, my pockets sittin’ on fat on fat

- fatt macc

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