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yfg fatso – s-class كلمات اغاني

[chorus]
you hear this switch blowin’, fully gang know i’m making it stutter, i ain’t puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, i’m tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you’ll vomit i’m bd down my core but i got g’s on call i hit em’ they comin’ we get out the car and we make sh_t sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil n_gga slimey for nun, i can’t really blame em’ he got it from me i remember i was slime way younger n_ggas the lead of my team they aimin’ for green they kickin’ sh_t far no punting
[verse 1]
her head was mean can’t dip in celine, but nawl i ain’t give her no cash, you can say what you want we gone play how we want first chance imma get on ass, if that sh_t ain’t for me i ain’t forcing i’m p, if she with it give brother a pass, drake gon’ blast to many shots leaking blood this sh_t put a 62 through the glass, n_gga we hit heads and make sh_t spread can’t cut no n_gga no slack, i miss my dog that sh_t just temp wait till all my n_ggas get back, fred was hittin’ up tone im stuck inna crib im watchin’ scratching the track, i was on house arrest it was him and lil d i couldn’t even pop out and relax, but it’s cool cause you know i was just doing i was coming back out in that straight, try to run in handcuffs thats how we hit em’ up put his mother f_ckin’ on blood on the gate, is we f_ckin or what if not you can get up, not a b_tch finna make go wait, you keep sending them hoes and thats one good bake imma burn that lil b_tch face, if he wasn’t so slow movin’ without a pole he would still be with him to day, b_tch saying it love its nun like that all that ain’t love its hate, tryna save them hoes i told em he wrong somebody go grab his cape, he was playing it wrong and sending out lo’s im finna go seal his fate, you trickin’ on b_tches to hang with the trend and you lil n_ggas p_ssin’ me off, i’m deep in the trenches shoe box full of clips get behind them b_ttons getting tossed, try to run while you can we in front of they team we is not lookin’ forward to a loss, better come with this if you run with this sh_t and be ready that’s what i was taught
[chorus]
you hear this switch blowin’, fully gang know i’m making it stutter, i ain’t puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, i’m tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you’ll vomit i’m bd down my core but i got g’s on call i hit em’ they comin’ we get out the car and we make sh_t sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil n_gga slimey for nun, i can’t really blame em’ he got it from me i remember i was slime way younger n_ggas the lead of my team they aimin’ for green they kickin’ sh_t far no punting
[verse 2]
only been out for a month still fightin’ my case but im still thugin, gotta keep me a pipe to stike cuz b_tch im the face and im always mugging, lose yo’ life dont play with clap get clapped don’t get caught when we hunting, k!ll to be k!lled always up in my head cause b_tch i really done it, got so close now the glock and him touching don’t get murked for bumpin’ them gun cause of nun late night crusin’ im vibing my life is a movie i ain’t broke like you cause i try, nutted all over her face in disguise with or without you know imma be fine, f_ck love its l_st and i ain’t time i don’t trust sh_t but the grind, i used to live on the opps but like for real everytime coming in gotta grip on the iron, take a n_gga belt off the micro, bro say im phsyco we ain’t cause the body was mine, pop me a 30 its best when i’m lonely and fried drop a tear when i think about mine, look in the mirror tell myself stop with the crying in streets or the booth im spazz, run to the money just call me flash basic b_tch my ex so trash, pass yo’ mood cause i got glass, opps ain’t out ain’t tryna clash, catched him going home put the chrome to the window by the first few shots left his brain on the dash, they say they sliding but sh_t we sliding and they be dying so guess who lyin
[chorus]
you hear this switch blowin’, fully gang know i’m making it stutter, i ain’t puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, i’m tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you’ll vomit i’m bd down my core but i got g’s on call i hit em’ they comin’ we get out the car and we make sh_t sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil n_gga slimey for nun, i can’t really blame em’ he got it from me i remember i was slime way younger n_ggas the lead of my team they aimin’ for green they kickin’ sh_t far no punting

- yfg fatso

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