gb3 bigg fatz bapped out şarkı sözleri

Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out If I see him imma beat him yall gone see him stretched out Been moving dolo but y’all brought me back out We ain’t making tictoks when we bring them gats out Yea my mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out King of the jungle boy I been a single lion Matter fact imma wolf cause these pussies steady dying Yea I lost some weight I’m on a no pig diet But you niggas not ya got yo own mans frying How you scared to get up onnat stand and start lying Heard you dove innat water well you don’t flow like it Been seen the hate like a muthafuckin psychic Ran up a bag I can see they don’t like it Big bully I started taking food off niggas plate Imma get to it like a nigga never ate You had 1000 dolla China all we had was paper plates Me and you got different taste imma legend you a lame An matter fact these niggas pussy Shawty imma vet you won’t treat me like a rookie I just faced a 3.8 now I’m baked like a cookie Fein gave me the drop for a rock So we looking Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out If I see him imma beat him yall gone see him stretched out Been moving dolo but y’all brought me back out We ain’t making tictoks when we bring them gats out Yea my mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out 5 bands in the safe got me feeling like a boss This summer bringing the heat and I cannot turn it off Ice shine when the sun hit got me feeling like frost Baby my fit dropping think I might have spilt some Voss That boi had ta lie if he said I took a lost But even if I did it ain't shit to shake it off Bullets ripping through his crib had to get the shells tossed Boi we been knew yous a bitch it aint hard to tell dawg 50 hunnits in the trunk let hit the motel dawg always gotta keep a burner the police check the mailbox Like a kick I'mma return the pack and bring the bails out I ain't never got caught but it ain't shit to bail out Gave the bitch some dick and almost ripped her hair out Diamonds got me sick I like my bezzel froze out Pour a notta 6 I wanna be knocked the hell out Call you brother bitch he gone get knocked the hell out Put it on yo mother bitch that you ain't run ya damn mouth You told some other shit that 12 ain't even care about Pull up buckin shit I felt a need to air it out Ball like the Rutgers bitch send a shot then come stare ya down Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out If I see him imma beat him yall gone see him stretched out Been moving dolo but y’all brought me back out We ain’t making tictoks when we bring them gats out Yea my mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds mags kinda wide and they shoot fat Rounds Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out Me be a bitch you niggas been bapped out
Sanatçı: Gb3 Bigg Fatz
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