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letra de fool - fbg duck

[intro: fbg duck]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
(hc93)
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i’m a fool, motherf-cker, i’m a fool

[chorus: fbg duck & billionaire black]
boy, you givin’ your time to a b-tch, yeah
i just get some head and then i dip (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), yeah
ridin’ with that thirty in my whip (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
gotta keep it with me, i can’t slip (duh, yeah, yeah)
i’m a fool with that motherf-ckin’ grip (pew-pew, pew-pew), yeah
act a fool when i up it off my hip (bah-bah, bah-bah), yeah
i pull up, pew-pew-pew, disappear (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m not a fool, i’ma skrrt-skrrt in my whip (clout god)
[verse 1: billionaire black]
i got lots of flavor, i don’t drip (i don’t drip, no)
got that ruger with that laser on my hip (ruger with that laser, boom)
i scratch off in that foreign, i disappear (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom)
balenciaga’s on my feet, they cost a grip (i got some bs, woo)
i act a fool when i pull up wit’ yo’ b-tch (wit’ yo’ b-tch)
i act a fool in the kitchen with that brick (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
all this ice on my neck, i’m gon’ be sick (i’m gon’ be sick, brr)
steady rollin’ blunts up, we matchin’ zips (we matchin’ zips, cool)
n-ggas say the small talk, save the lip
we got choppers, got revolvers, we got sticks (boom, boom, boom, boom)
n-gga, mask, glove up, do a hit (gang, gang, gang)
have gang rush your house like it’s blitz (gang, gang, gang), yeah

[chorus: fbg duck]
boy, you givin’ your time to a b-tch, yeah
i just get some head and then i dip (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), yeah
ridin’ with that thirty in my whip (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
gotta keep it with me, i can’t slip (duh, yeah, yeah)
i’m a fool with that motherf-ckin’ grip (pew-pew, pew-pew), yeah
act a fool when i up it off my hip (bah-bah, bah-bah), yeah
i pull up, pew-pew-pew, disappear (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m not a fool, i’ma skrrt-skrrt in my whip

[verse 2: jino dollaz & fbg duck]
you know i keep that glizzy right up on my hip (yeah, yeah)
if i catch a opp, i hit him with that clip (pew, pew, pew, pew)
and you know i’m ridin’ foreign, so i dip (skrrt, skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
i be drippin’ and your b-tch, she watch me drip (yeah, yeah, drip)
they call me jino dollaz, skeeze gang my clique (gang, gang)
and i keep my jewelry on up in my whip (yeah, yeah)
i be flexin’ and finessin’ with your b-tch (flex and finesse)
and my jewelry shinin’ harder than your whip (bling, blaow)
boy, you bet’ not talk tough with them lips (yeah, yeah, yeah)
have bro ‘nem pull up with them clips (bah, bah, bah, bah)
ar-15s sprayin’ right up in your crib (pew, pew, pew, pew)
for a week straight, you ain’t got nowhere to live (yeah, yeah, gang)
[chorus: fbg duck]
boy, you givin’ your time to a b-tch, yeah
i just get some head and then i dip (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), yeah
ridin’ with that thirty in my whip (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
gotta keep it with me, i can’t slip (duh, yeah, yeah)
i’m a fool with that motherf-ckin’ grip (pew-pew, pew-pew), yeah
act a fool when i up it off my hip (bah-bah, bah-bah), yeah
i pull up, pew-pew-pew, disappear (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m not a fool, i’ma skrrt-skrrt in my whip

- fbg duck

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