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letra de choppa season - fg famous

[intro: jaydayoungan]
squeeze it
clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it (jah, heat it up)
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it (saucey, you’re a g*nius)
(ayy, rashonn, this b-tch go crazy)

[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n-gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b-tch came with a p-n-s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out thе box, so ain’t no jamming, this b-tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sеnding shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b-tch, i’m a demon

[verse 1: jaydayoungan]
and they been asking for that pressure, b-tch, i breathe it
if you outside, b-tch, close your eyes, ’cause he gon’ blind whoever see it
tryna up the heat and make a p-ssy n-gga freeze like he anemic
make sure you miss that n-gga legs and hit his head, i want his beanie
when my b-tch f-ck me, tell her f-ck me like she mean it
i want you to give me brain, bae, do your thing, like when you eat it
drop the d-ck off like cocaine, bae, say my name and then you scream it
and when i f-ck her from the back, i slap that ass, i gotta squeeze it
n-gga, f-ck a hitman, my topone’s go get the job done
tryna up the mac, blow his sh-t back, b-tch, this is not a prop gun
he clutchin’ bangers, but won’t slang it, why the f-ck he got one?
that p-ssy act like he got heart, well b-tch, i’m tryna stop one
[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n-gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b-tch came with a p-n-s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out the box, so ain’t no jamming, this b-tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sending shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b-tch, i’m a demon

[verse 2: fg famous]
i’m out my top, b-tch, i’m a demon
better believe it
you play, you gotta see me, sh-t get real when we come creepin’
you better pray you live, i clutch on steel that rip through [?]
my shooters shoot to k!ll, they tryna bless you like you sneezing
and all you gotta do is give me a reason
it’s pressure when we beefin’, i don’t know what you n-ggas thinking
i’m tryna bust a head, they hit my car, now let’s get even
it ain’t no talkin’, ain’t no tweetin’, i wanna see blood, somebody bleeding

[chorus: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
he clutchin’ on that gun, he better squeeze it
don’t hold no grudge, like vampires for that blood, that n-gga fiendin’
and what i clutch can bust your nut, this b-tch came with a p-n-s
we catchin’ k!lls, just like a grill, we do ’em like a weenie
come here, i’m tryna make ’em disappear just like a genie
brand new glock, fresh out the box, so ain’t no jamming, this b-tch [?]
don’t call the cops, we spot a opp, we sending shots, we trigger squeezing
all year, it’s chopper season, i’m out my top, b-tch, i’m a demon
[outro: jaydayoungan & fg famous]
mmm, b-tch, i’m a demon
yeah, fg23 for life, n-gga
bang

- fg famous

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