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majin300 - facts lyrics
(majin 300)
i’m chasin’ a bag, facts
these rappers be trash, wack
i’m takin’ the guap, fast
i’m doing my thing while it lasts
i got the guap, swag
they takin’ my style, that’s bad
you got no guap, sad
my money stretch long, no cap
i’m chasin’ a bag, facts
these rappers be trash, wack
i’m takin’ the guap, fast
i’m doing my thing while it lasts
i got the guap, swag
they takin’ my style, that’s bad
you got no guap, sad
my money stretch long, no cap
me and co sama, we chasin’ a bag
you actin’ so silly, you actin’ so mad
y’all actin’ like clowns, y’all makin’ me laugh
30 rounds shot, then i dip like your dad
i be so stupid, i got your girl movin’
i’m winnin’ y’all losin’, my money be groovin’
hold up, who’s next
don’t slow me down, ’cause i’m runnin’ up checks
i swear to god, man, that b_tch is a baddie
look at her keyster, that b_tch got a fattie
(co sama)
that b_tch got a fattie, she callin’ me daddy
block me, i block you b_tch think she a baddie
n_gga you fallin’ off hard
you petty, you playin’ some cards
fake ass n_gga d_ck riding me
wanna mention you won’t go so far
speakin’ some german, got green like i’m kermit
i’m cookin’ these n_ggas so i keep a furnace
don’t ask for a check, ’cause you n_ggas not learnin’
i am a sinner like call me a figure
i pull out a .40, don’t say i won’t hit her
that little hoe dirty, so i do not kiss her
f_ckin’ that b_tch, and then f_ckin’ her sister
because she is a thottie and i am a pitcher
friends with some benefits, oh yes we k!llin’ this
we really into this
you a little b_tch, so i call you sis
we makin’ guap, and we not sellin’ bricks
me homies ride or die and i do assists
f_ckin’ that hoe, and now we blew sh_t
(co sama’s tag)
excuse me co sama, i have a confession
(majin 300)
sneak in your city, i sneak in your crib
yes, my name majin, i’m just a little kid
she droppin’ the top like she callin’ the migos
i took your little b_tch, man, that is no cheat code
she built like a cougar, she workin’ at hooters
i’m fast, no computer, man i am a shooter
i sneak in your city, she eat me like twinkies
yes my name majin, i’m countin’ my 50’s
i’m chasin’ a bag, facts
these rappers be trash, wack
i’m takin’ the guap, fast
i’m doing my thing while it lasts
i got the guap, swag
they takin’ my style, that’s bad
you got no guap, sad
my money stretch long, no cap
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