letra de threat - fenix flexin
i’ll be faded for tomorrow but i’m still drinkin
i ain’t worried bout them n-ggas boy we k!ll demons
told lil baby shut her mouth but she still speakin
thought we had an understandin but she still tweakin
baby i ain’t tryna hear it yeah i’m still leavin
b-tch you broke and you dusty and you still stealin
outta vicky c’s b-tch you coulda went to neimans
pulled like 40 thousand out my pants and she couldn’t believe it
if i didn’t have my baby boy prolly wouldn’t of seen this
i’ma pull up drippin sauce make them b-tches clean it
we’ll wipe a n-gga nose give that boy a kleenex
that b-tch wanna tell the whole world that she f-ckin fenix
but i ain’t trippin i’m an n-gga and somе mo sh-t
these n-ggas really think thеy poppin with no motion
lil mami off a molly, tryna pop it in slo motion
you know i keep it on me, better watch how you approach me
i’m off a perc with your hoe she tryna throw sh-t
i can’t lie brodie bro you got a cold b-tch
how you tryna war with us? you got no sticks
all that poppin on the gram make the [?]
you the type to make a diss, i’m a send a threat
i like when she give a n-gga neck
when i’m faded off these drugs when it feel the best
you was poppin it, we hopped out poppin with a tec
i just hit her for that mm, she gon bring a check
p-ssy wet, yeah my baby do this sh-t the best
20 summers still broke, boy your life a mess
stop it, you be tryna make amends, we gon make a mess
i be in my own lane in my own race
ain’t worried bout it i be workin at my own pace
b-tch you broke and you dusty and got no case
i swear i love it when lil baby take the whole 8
inches, i be ballin f-ckin b-tches, if you want get some money n-gga go and pay attention causes i’m on it, know that i don’t need it but i want it
press a hard line f-ck that talkin get up on him
told lil baby break a leg, go and get this guap
i just poured a 2 of tech finna flip this pop
you was whoopin on the b-tch cause she felt this c-ck
got lil baby screamin out like help it stop
crazy how the time goes and my mind grows
keep it a hunnid all this money got me mindblown
skippin through the time zones on the flight home
showed her the crown and [?] her d-ck that she could ride on
you the type to make a diss, i’m a send a threat
i like when she give a n-gga neck
when i’m faded off these drugs when it feel the best
you was poppin it, we hopped out poppin with a tec
i just hit her for that mm, she gon bring a check
p-ssy wet, yeah my baby do this sh-t the best
20 summers still broke, boy your life a mess
stop it, you be tryna make amends, we gon make a mess
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