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fox bd & ytb fatt - pro mag كلمات أغنية

[intro: fox bd]
(you would fly too if you link up with frenchie)
yeah, it done got down to a few of ’em, man
who gon’ be the ones to stand tall in this sh_t?
we can’t save everybody now, everybody can’t go with us

[verse 1: fox bd]
repeat that sh_t you said on your story when you had mentioned my name, b_tch
you had to been off the casamigos ’cause you ain’t really mean that sh_t
all that hollerin’ and hooray when you go live, n_gga, all that sh_t for b_tches
up your pole first when you see junior fox, he the one gon’ let off that switchy
he ducked his taco when we was at taco bell, we tryna turn his ass to beef
talkin’ tough behind that facеtime, told lil jelly to get on feet
you makе one wrong move, on zai, n_gga, we finna put your ass to sleep
when it’s confrontation involved, n_gga, i got my glock right under my arm
you got your glock tucked in your boxers, when it’s time to up, boy, your ass done
i can tell these jits jumped off the sidewalk, this sh_t ain’t no fun
i done seen some n_ggas do years up in that county without no bond
i take whatever come with this street sh_t, it’s either good or bad
he thought he had the regular clip up in his sh_t, that’s a promag
you thought you was tough when you had that thirty clip, n_gga, that’s a promag
your b_tch would laugh when you picked that clip up, n_gga, that’s a promag
your n_ggas some b_tches, better not tell you what clip that is, that’s a promag

[interlude: fox bd]
yeah, these n_ggas totin’ promags, man, dumb_ass n_gga, haha
these n_ggas totin’ promags, man, these n_ggas finished
2024, man, 2024, yeah, uh
[verse 2: fox bd]
these n_ggas be puttin’ it on they dead homies like they really mean it
boy, you can quit out all that pluckin’, boy, you ain’t find no demons
but i seen my n_gga pray to saint ’cause i know he really mean it
lil fox so neat when he puttin’ in work, his new name mr. clean it
my n_gga be hittin’ the— before the drill ’cause he really need it
but i know some sh_t gon’ drop if he go ’cause i really believe in him

[verse 3: ytb fatt]
zai got k!lled, that’s all
plenty shots talkin’ ’bout the lam’, just bought it
finna start leavin’ his ass at home, every show, all he see is coffins
gen5 fresh off the market
when my n_gga died, i held his body
i remember when they shot me
fox lil jay gave ’em a block party
told bagg i’ll buy the ‘rari
how much for it? i’ll make a deposit
five hundred in the bank
but i got three lams trucks in the closet
anybody play with it, we smush ’em
i gotta pay now, the j’s, i took ’em
beat the pot, n_gga, f_ckin’ cook it
them n_ggas had the basketball, they shook me
but i ain’t trippin’ off that (hoo)
i’m addin’ another million for that
junior fox ain’t never miss when he aim, he knock tats off your neck
lit rich b_tches, they want me
big_b_tt lil’ b_tches, they on me
i just paid a— frrt, uh, i give ’em a location, they on it
name a n_gga that hoed me, huh
big fox, n_gga, i ain’t goin’
any jail i hit, i’ma feed all the k!llers, n_gga, i bet i run it (hoo)
four thousand on honey buns, five thousand on tattoo guns (tat me up)
give every guard ten thousand a piece to keep this motion goin’

- fox bd ytb fatt

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