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ytb fatt - miami story كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(you would fly too if you linked up with frenchie)
this sh_t keep on turnin’ up
(ayo, safi, pull up)
hoo
uh
ayy, i’m finna slide back on you, i’m finna, uh
i’m finna make this lil’ run right fast
let’s do it
i’m just gonna make this run, bruh, i’ma call you, bruh, i’ma call you, love you, bruh, love you

[verse]
it was ’bout 4 a.m., i was slidin’ through the yami, a ho text, “where you at?”
i was solo with the top dropped back with a marni shirt wrapped ’round a tec
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m young and important, but i still pull up to the ’jects
bad lil’ mexican ho, i ain’t gon lie, by her profile pic, she that (hoo)
no lie, p_ssy look wet (but i ain’t goin’)
look like the b_tch got neck (but i don’t want it)
look like we’re havin’ s_x (i want it)
i text, “where?” she say, “the west” (i’m comin’)
i gotta make this fast, in a minute, i know bd gon’ text, “whеre you at?” (frrt)
i ain’t gon’ lie, this sh_t feel fishy, but i’m finna beat in hеr back (hoo)
stopped by the store, gotta grab me some rubbers, plus i smoked the last black
pull up by the pump and i saw my g brother, know i gotta shake up with that (he my mans)
he like, “g, why you by yourself? you know you bullsh_ttin’, fatt”
i ain’t gon’ lie, g, i got this tec and i’ma shoot ’til it cl!ck_clack (love)
she like, “boy, it’s finna be 6 o’clock, i got work, where you at?”
i text back, “five minutes away,” whole time, put more shots in the tec
just noticed i got on this jewelry, i make a stop and give frenchie this sh_t
he say, “be safe,” whole time, i don’t think i am ’cause i’m thinkin’ with my d_ck (f_ck)
i check the phone, somebody called me (cp)
i ain’t gon’ lie, i missed called it (oohwee)
i finally pulled up to her house, this really the hood, should’ve brought a bp
out the blue, text from keisha like, “i love you, fox, you our mvp”
cp text, “i got your location, n_gga, i’m parked right up the street”
i knock on her door, now i feel more comfortable
she yell, “who beatin’ like that?” i said, “chill, lil’ baby, it’s me, i ain’t of those”
huh, huh, she say, “boy, i ain’t gon’ lie, you knock like the police”
i ain’t gon’ lie, soon as i walked through the door, it look like she can suck good d (d_ck)
as i walked through the door, the tec in my hand in case a n_gga in this b_tch
fifteen minutes later, i ain’t gon’ lie, that b_tch face full of d_ck
i say to myself like whoever b_tch this is, man, this ho ain’t sh_t
i was on the way thinkin’ she was tryna bake my cake, whole time, she lit
looked at her phone, hold on, my n_gga name comes on the screen (say kitchen)
i ain’t gon’ lie, i hope this ain’t that, what the f_ck this ho got goin’ with kitchen?
i ain’t gon’ lie, big bruh keep it p, he just might f_ck one of my b_tches
i ain’t gon’ lie, i hope this ain’t his main ’cause i’m finna lock in this kitty

- ytb fatt

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