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letra de fent friday - f3nix

[intro: zay989]
(you gon’ notice me)
(you gon’ know it’s me)
(ay, you gon’ know it’s me)

[verse 1: f3nix]
b-tch, you gon’ know it’s me
finna walk up in eight deep, you gon’ notice me
sendin’ out fifty four-fives, like these bullets free
choppa hit like four-for-four times
man, my shooters cheap
dumbass, you know i’m more important
fentanyl friday, here’s some perc’s that i got imported
wake b up in the stu, sh-t, he dead snorin’
two perc’s deep in this b-tch, sh-t, it got borin’
[bridge 1: f3nix]
yeah, i know
you ain’t got no bag, got no racks
yeah, i know
i just met some dumb sl-tty b-tches by the store
hit ’em at the mall, then drop ’em at the phone store
got the sh-lls by the trunk, gotta keep ’em on the low

[verse 2: f3nix]
put 40 on your head
f-ck around, you won’t say sh-t
talkin’ ’bout a bbl, b-tch i’ll give you free facelifts
xd’s, gl!cko’s, draco’s, same sh-t
bust those, cut-throat
headshot, basic

[bridge 2: f3nix]
bet you when i’m cuttin’ up the block it’s gettin’ dangerous
whole street sportin’, brother dead, just face it
rolled him in a wood, spark it up, just face it
reggie ass pack, got me smokin’ on some lame sh-t
creepin’ through his yard with the gl!ck, i’m patient
seen him walkin’ out with the stick, i’ma rake him
beggin’ for life, f-ck that, i’ma take it
demon time, h-llboy, related to satan
[verse 3: zay989]
n-gga tried to run off
boy, we ’boutta chase him
half-duckin’ sh-lls, like this sh-t was the matrix
movin’ bricks like a mason, your pockets vacant
gamble with your life, lil’ n-gga, try to play me
hunnid shots up in this b-tch
i ain’t even aimin’
lately, i’ve been on some other sh-t
money, i’m in love with it
i can’t get enough of it
n-ggas ain’t even [?]
n-ggas [?], know they scared
bro ain’t down to ride
he know he’ll tell, he get caught for a homicide
on the side note, i find poles, watch him die slow
my hoes, all bad
young, rich, and black
what you call that?
end of the shotty, i’ma saw that
b-tch, bend over, i’ma dog that
fall back, you n-ggas is all cap
send the drop, and you know i’m on that
(and you know i’m on that)

[outro: f3nix]
’cause i’m back though
big four-fives, i got you duckin’ all these pistols
keep a glock-nine on my [?]
15-5 for the key

- f3nix

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