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zay308 - fym? lyrics

(lil tim)
ha f_ck a traffic ave
oh they think i signed for a lil’ 50? b_tch go do yo math

ha cmere

(zay308)
pop out wit’ extended clips make him forget he had his glock
red tips gon’ creep up out the mag if that boy try to send that thot
he speak on bro we make sh_t quake bet we gon shake up the whole block
i swung that k it hurt my shoulder, but it made that n_gga rock
seven shots all in his chest im tryna rip out that boy heart
them boys know zay put on that ski i get on timin’ after dark
3am outside his window leave sh_t stank just like a fart
kick in that door like 40 deep im tryna take a n_gga top
like a raccoon on his block i had to pop out black face
dont you try to run my bro a athlete take ya ass to first base
i ain’t chasin’ sh_t b_tch im to lazy b_tch this ain’t no foot race
catch him tryna think and switch sh_t up i leavе that boy r_t_rded

switch sh_t up and leavе him splat that lil boy brains look like peach cobbler
step on sh_t just like a roach if that boy snitch might beat his toddler
that boy granny still on life support said f_ck it switch the doctor
say she tryna f_ck_
(d_mn there go her lying ass right there)
say she tryna f_ck them hallow tips gon eat her f_cking cl_t
he all by his self i bump that drake knock off his f_cking d_ck
he keep dissin’ kasie must not know we really send a blitz

n_gga, what he say?
thats that fully stick

- zay308

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