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young fairo - hit! lyrics
[intro]
(slime)
(givin’ no f—s, hang with gorillas they keepin’ it tucked)
(what u tellem slime)
(aye, i get them racks up ain’t givin’ no f—s)
(yeee)
(hang with gorillas they keepin’ it tucked)
(do-do-do-do-do-doop)
[chorus]
wrist, hit (hit)
young, rich (what)
walkin’ lick
turn around don’t ask me s— (nah)
coat on, stick (ooh)
came up from the bricks (yea)
finna pop my s— (yeaa)
hate on this
[verse: majorleague]
i got these racks up ain’t givin’ no f—
hang with gorillas they keep it tucked
it blood on the money til i get a cut (what)
young n—- slidin’ got b on the truck (skrrt)
i know dat they slippin’ you know dat we up
you run up they poppin’ ain’t givin’ no f—
you pay her tuition but she like to suck
i flooded the charm and i didn’t have luck
better bag back don’t get f—-d up (f—-d up)
got a new stick and i keep that thing tucked (what)
when i was down ian have no luck
started from the bottom now we goin’ up,up (yea,yea,yea)
stackin’ them figures
no i can’t cuddle cause i’m not yo’ n—-
bouncin’ that a– up and down just like tigger
walk up in onyx i’m throwin’ them ones
and my diamonds they dancin’ like glitter (diamonds they dancin’)
hold up let me pop my s— ( pop my s—)
slime let’s go ian stoppin’ this s— (let’s go)
wish a n—- would try da stop s— (woop)
got sh-lls for the body i’m pop that b—- (woop)
got a few bad b—- in the lobby goin’ crazy
amg sliding’ with yo’ ho go brazy (sk-skr-skrrt)
mls gang til i die
roll up get high (get high)
she just wanna chill because my (yea)
[chorus]
wrist, hit (hit)
young, rich (what)
walkin’ lick
turn around don’t ask me s— (nah)
coat on, stick (ooh)
came up from the bricks (yea)
finna pop my s— (yeaa)
hate on this
[verse: young fairo]
fairo you know it
diamonds they hit so tragic (tragic)
tell that lil ho watch the patek (watch my patek)
fully load clip and it shoot automatic yee
let the choppa toss yo’ salad
green,green,green yay (wrrrud)
pockets so mean
standin’ tall yao ming (wooo)
all white charley sheen
they found out i went to a whole nother level (ya,ya)
make em dance with the devil (ooh)
carry the tooly
i turned to a rebel
rockstar heavy metal (ba-da-da-doom)
with a bust down bezel
let the chain rip
the bird off the feather (brrrrrrrrr)
gon’ bust him with a 38 special
and i bet that n—- family won’t miss him (shhh)
[chorus]
wrist, hit (hit)
young, rich (what)
walkin’ lick
turn around don’t ask me s— (nah)
coat on, stick (ooh)
came up from the bricks (yea)
finna pop my s— (yeaa)
hate on this
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