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letra de felonformer - chance gray

what the f-ck? i’ma have to take my guns off my hip
real shooters i don’t ever have fun with the sh-t (mhm)
me and pap pull up with the d-ld-s in the back
almost december so gave a shout out to my sags’ (nicki!)
four mixtapes in, pull a quarter for a show
while these b-tches is serving these maxi waters on the low (hey child)
spend my money on some guns, got that wordplay with some puns
transform into direction ’cause i really am the one b-tch (baby you light up my)
felonformer, i just popped a felonformer
i’m in my jail cell, one toilet that’s in the corner
they ain’t hold her, now she ’bout to use payola
i got bars but, i ain’t talking no granola
where my bad bullets? f-ck these b-tches, give ’em two shots
i told the bartender, “f-ck me up and give me two shots”
cardi fake so i’ma f-ck her up and give her two knots
my foreign’s big, i had to park them sh-ts in f-cking two spots
this a different tax bracket, upper echelon
i’m still a bad guy
i’m a f-e-l-eon
some call me chance but, some call me remy muah!
i’m stopping bullets and i don’t need a red trigger nah

- chance gray

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