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fukkit - bnb freestyle lyrics

[intro: f_kkit]
huh, huh, huh, yeah (okay)
huh, uh (yah), uh, yeah (okay)
okay (yeah), yeah (okay), okay (huh), uh (yeah)
uh (broad day), yeah (yeah), uh (yeah, like, okay)

[verse 1: f_kkit & gelli]
this a holy flow like holy f_ck, bet it sound enlightening
my fist strike like lightning, tell me who flow you biting
it only go left when you writing, in the club and we ’bout to start fighting
with yo’ b_tch and she wanna touch my thing, don’t you slip or you know we come sliding
in and out, uh, my d_ck in her mouth
then she kicked me out, uh, right back to the couch
then i came up instead of made up
no cap, all that sh_t that you say is made up
i’m taking two girls and they get one cup
you got a couple views online, so what? uh
why you ain’t kickin the bucket? dirty_ass n_gga, they know me as f_kkit
pockets is fat like buffet, i got a warrant, they never gon’ keep me in cuffin’, uh
why you ain’t kickin the bucket? dirty_ass n_gga, they know me as f_kkit
pockets is fat like buffet, i got a warrant they never gon’ keep me in cuffin’, uh (okay, yeah)

[interlude: gelli]
ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh
ayy, ooh, ayy
[verse 2: gelli]
20 hoes, 20 condoms but i ain’t gon’ use sh_t (nah)
i put the smackdown on that p_ssy, it was raw as a b_tch (yes sir)
that p_ssy boy act like nintendo ’cause he always gon’ switch (switch, switch)
a couple racks i got this weekend, they get thrown at the strip (what? what? what?)
yeah, that’s right, yeah, that’s right, might just tip her if the head right
i be high like every night, stroking her on my bedside
cut the b_tch off like a deadline, you getting blown off like a dandelion
it’s crazy you don’t even see the signs ’cause i think the kid a mastermind

[interlude: brando_]
ayy, what? ayy, what?
ayy, yuh, ayy

[verse 3: brando_]
i told the b_tch she looking pretty while she beat my meat (yeah)
and hoe, i’m dancing on this beat like i got three feet
and keep it six feet back for all you sick_ass fools (yeah)
big homie got the tool, he packin sh_t like a mule
and whole time i’m in this b_tch i’m fingerbanging her sh_t
the p_ssy drooling, shorty screaming, speaking spanish and sh_t
and in my pocket ain’t no stiffy, that’s the clippy, my b_tch
i feel like 50, sending shots to all these devils and sh_t
these n_ggas clappin’, flappin’ gums and wasting time like it’s fun (yeah)
but let me tell you, b_tch, for one, that sh_t ain’t yield you no funds
i’m in the field screaming murder, b_tch, i’m banging my drums
i got no time to feel no feelings, left my nut in her gut, uh
this the same strap that mr. marley shot the sheriff with (hah)
b_tch, it’s f_ck 12, f_ck the opps and f_ck the government, b_tch
[outro: brando_]
uh, uh, yuh, b_tch
uh, uh, yuh

- fukkit lyrics

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