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fn dadealer - demon time كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, huh
yeah, okay (okay)
i’m in this b_tch right now, n_gga, i’m on percs, n_gga, i’m booted, n_gga
i got twenty thousand on me too
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, bulletproof truck packed with switches and them hitters in it
and they five percent tinted, you can’t even see who in it?
they like, “fn ain’t no rapper, he a dealer,” yeah, okay
they like, “fn ain’t no rapper, he a k!ller,” uh (yeah, okay)
n_ggas ain’t on sh_t, they talk sh_t on instrumentals
p_ssy play like we won’t pull up, we hit that bl!ck and flip that rental
put that draco in his mouth, i’ll fix a n_gga dental
put his body in the river, they gon’ have to go and fish him out
[verse]
plenty bad b_tches, we ain’t trippin’, we can switch ’em out
hundred_thousand_dollar ‘woods, ain’t trippin’, we can switch ’em out
ho, what is you doin’? is you tryna suck this d_ck or not?
if she not, then kick her out, ain’t no chillin’ in the spot, huh (f_ck you doin’?)
label callin’ like, “is you tryna trap or rap?” uh
i’m on bullsh_t, i’m tryna get a rapper clapped, uh
take him off the map, get his ass outta here
home run, batter up, we gon’ get him out of here, on god
b_tch, he ain’t comin’ back
six_four hemis, paper tag
you know you can’t run from that
jefe out the roof, he like to shoot
we send a blitz and hit his running back
n_gga tried to run, so we caught him in his back
just like ricky, huh, yellin’, “swiss cheese” (cheese)
why he diss me? huh (me), now it’s r.i.p., huh (he dead)
ain’t no comin’ in this spot ‘less you gettin’ on your knees
this a presidential watch, it got my wrist on freeze
better not bring your b_tch around ’cause i’m a f_ckin’ p
and we pushin’ f_ckin’ p’s exotic weed, and we got this sh_t for cheap
we pull up in srts, tear up the street
i let back the seat, let her eat, she a motherf_ckin’ freak for me (on god)
hundred thousand ain’t no deal, that sh_t sweet to me, huh (that’s sweet)
ran that sh_t up at seventeen in the streets
i can’t lie, they sprayed our street
but you best believe that we hopped out on feet
with them sticks and tried to put that boy to sleep
on my mama, n_gga
if i’m lyin’, i’m dyin’ then (i’m dyin’ then)
and i ain’t dyin’ then
but when it’s beef, we like to dine in, huh
you keep postin’ all these guns, n_gga, slide then (let’s do it)
soon as he tried to slide in, that’s when his time end, huh
bend it over, come here, b_tch, i’m tryna slide in (come here, b_tch)
then let my brother f_ck her after me, he slidin’ in it, uh
off the lot, brand new trackhawk, we slidin’ in it, uh (skrrt)
and it’s not rented, uh, a hundred shots in it (boom, boom, boom)
a thousand on these shoes, these ain’t louis, b_tch, these gucci, huh (guccis)
cartier my shades, i can see right through ’em, uh (through ’em)
i see n_ggas fake, i know they hatin’, they can’t hide it (hide it)
how the f_ck you make a n_gga main ho your side b_tch?
treat her like a sidekick
n_gga, that’s my blood, you play with him, we start a riot
lot of shots firin’
lot of n_ggas— uh
lot of n_ggas— uh
lot of n_ggas, i can’t say it, lot of n_ggas dyin’
[chorus]
yeah, bulletproof truck packed with switches and them hitters in it
and they five percent tinted, you can’t even see who in it?
they like, “fn ain’t no rapper, he a dealer,” yeah, okay
they like, “fn ain’t no rapper, he a k!ller,” uh (yeah, okay)
n_ggas ain’t on sh_t, they talk sh_t on instrumentals
p_ssy play like we won’t pull up, we hit that bl!ck and flip that rental
put that draco in his mouth, i’ll fix a n_gga dental
put his body in the river, they gon’ have to go and fish him out

- fn dadealer

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