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fbg young - friendly reminder كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
go
what?
bodies, bodies on the floor, yeah (lollypop)
we on him, yeah

[chorus]
when i wake up, i kiss my drac’, i thank the lord, but don’t hit the floor
take a p_ss and grab my bl!ck, don’t leave my five, i got to go (brr, b_tch)
never cry when blood spilled, i’m ready to suit up, let’s get it on (let’s go, yeah)
we can k!ll him here or stalk his lo’ (right now) and catch his ass at home (brr)
switched the plates on the brand_new v (yeah), four shooters gonna bounce with arp (skrrt)
we’ll do this sh_t on the ring camera (right now), everybody came with ski’s (brr)
he sеnt him back draggin’ his dead friends, eight hats ain’t еnough for me
why they playin’ like they can’t be touched? you don’t know how far i reach (go)

[verse]
make me mad and i’ll go out my way to put a n_gga six_feet (yeah)
chopper bullet rip a lung, i know he hit ’cause how he breathin’ (got him)
say it in my ear, i ain’t heard that, why you smokin’, who? these n_ggas tweakin’ (what?)
drop the lo’, we can go hat_for_hat, now merch it, ask the reaper (okay, goofy)
i done wrapped so many rap n_ggas, i’m in the graveyard doin’ features (for sure)
stepped on sh_t and left some ‘prints, but never no clues, n_gga, i’m g_nius
we spin with chops, we bounce out on ya (we spinnin’), you better not fall, you f_cked (yeah, okay)
you’ll be the next n_gga they draggin’ back, you try to spin on us (brr, okay, uh)
i was just chillin’, i was just tryna relax (ooh), these n_ggas done turned me up (ooh, b_tch)
totin’ no drac’ in no backpack, goin’ like— (nah), k!ll him with all his thugs
after foenem, so many hits got busted, they turn to spin on us (on god)
heard through the wind he miss his twin, these n_ggas should watch what they say for (rapper)
n_ggas nice as h_ll, they play both sides, if you a gangster, drop your nuts (come on)
i knew he was dead before spotnews said, “that boy was runtz”
he on live swingin’ the draco, but when he died, where was his gun? (where his gun? dummy)
who the f_ck come back one less up on a hit? (who?) boy, hang it up (brr, yeah)
boy, you lil’ boys play too much (play too much, lollypop)
what he snortin’? angel dust (okay)
you can tell he ain’t k!ll sh_t ’cause he say too much
blow my fire, n_ggas made me mad (bah)
i’m totin’ the chopper when i get off the ‘gram (brr)
i run with k!llers, they shoot a face off a n_gga, now it’s hard to tell who it is (brr, brr, brr, b_tch)
[chorus]
when i wake up, i kiss my drac’, i thank the lord, but don’t hit the floor (good mornin’)
take a p_ss and grab my bl!ck (okay, yeah), don’t leave my five, i got to go (never)
never cry when blood spilled (nah), i’m ready to suit up, let’s get it on (let’s go, brr)
we can k!ll him here or stalk his lo’ (right now) and catch his ass at home (brr, brr, brr)
switched the plates on the brand_new v (yeah), four shooters bounce out with arp (come on, got him)
we’ll do this sh_t on the ring camera (right now), everybody came with ski’s (go)
he sent him back draggin’ his dead friends (yeah), eight hats ain’t enough for me (dummy)
why they playin’ like they can’t be touched? (why you playin’?) you don’t know how far i reach (go)

[outro]
go, go, go, go (you don’t know how far i reach)
go (this ain’t no diss, but you know brains comin’ out it, this like, this just a message)

- fbg young

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