fgm naquan on one şarkı sözleri

Big Fgm always above the rim Just took a L, just made a back, so I'm not trippin nigga Big pimpin, back to back on these hoes That's why they tender nigga, now I'm back and better Shredding, thumbing, through this cheddar, Tell these niggas Ain't no way they can catch us, four-five goin' right through his seat We settle shit, left from red like ketchup I name her wocky, she the best, I miss the two with it Hold on, one, two, three, four, five, six Shooters in it, fly asl, like a bird All my shit independent, she move fast, told ha take it slow Be my rental ho, and let my crew hit it His money low, mines overload From all this damn shittin, when I wake up Get to the trap, only speakin' facts, cause I'm bout my business I double that, then I triple that I spend it off, then I make it back Love a freak hoe, tell her take it off Now she bendin' over, then that's a wrap Okay, young nigga back in that mode Okay, the opps out, buckle up, let's go Okay, let's do it, okay, mask up Okay, come on, okay, dirty sticks With no numbers on them, got some dirty bitches Quit and set it up, cause we don't tame niggas It ain't no hat for hat, we ain't the same, nigga Like locksmith, we gon' break through his lock This murder season, we ain't checkin' no clock Boom, bow, knock em out of his sock Drench gang, left him wet like a mop Hot nigga, goin' up on the meter I doubt it, nigga, if I'm ever gon' see you But I hope I don't, cause if I do It's gon' be a pleasure to meet you Buck nigga gettin' money like Giannis Lines Slimes green, know we changin' the climate Lost kid, but I got perfect timing Grindin, that I put all my time in Really him, got my own definition I'ma above the rim, if I shoot, I ain't missin Ballin' shittin, on these hoes Like the 09 Pistons Tic tac, x him outta the paper Mix match, like my hoes every flavor Bitin' on her like a alligator She wanna save me, but she know she can't save me Laughin' at all the hoes that play me I know they mad, cause they know they can't date me Lobbing hoes throwing shit like Brady Swish on them like KD Swish cheese, catch she smoke like AB By any means, ain't nobody gon' take me Third degree, first degree Fourth degree, fifth degree Ha, okay Young nigga back in that mode Ha, okay The opps out, buckle up, let's go Ha, okay Let's do it Okay Mask up Okay Come on Okay
Sanatçı: FGM Naquan
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