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letra de necklace - fisher kay

[intro]
fish x4

[verse 1]
mic check, mic check
if you step, i might wreck
gold chain, white chest
who you tryna fight with?
white girl, that neck
my goal: cash checks
i’m on top in all aspects
these f-ggots cannot match this
i k!ll it like automatics
m-ssive is this maverick
lips like the way a mac spit
tray full of enemies and big blunt ashes
i still pray before i go to bed, this world is so harsh
sweetest little boy but, now i’ve got no heart
and i wouldn’t be proud if i had no scars
i’m the hood’s artist, little ghetto mozart
and b-tches drop gallons when my f-cking flow starts
the hood goes up when this sh-t goes down
coming out of m-ss with that fitchburg sound
angered by the strangers like a vicious hound
and i love where i’m from man, f-ck your town
air force 1s hit the ground
i think about my life then i spit around
i think out loud, take pride in my necklace
snakes are relentless
mama don’t accept this
life that i’m reppin’
scribble my dreams in this notepad
i’m tryna get big so, i can blow cash
and if i don’t like you, i’m gonna make sure that you know that
i’m warning these brothers, you don’t wanna come at this
i’m worse than a fist aimed at your upper lip
take another hit and listen to the beat
i’m here to paint a picture
oh, they hated this n-gga
working to the bone, pen’s staining my finger
and this game is so vicious
cause us rappers don’t listen
stick to opinions
got the guise of a fish
keep my hand on my d-ck
and my crew don’t sleep
you all know me
it’s that same fishy f-ck
since the weekend man, i’ve been the sickest one
biggest nose, biggest nuts
like the drink, you get crushed
ain’t n0body steppin’ up
and the rest suck so, step it up
let me flex
stussy on my chest
i’m the best
y’all a mess
four tapes in, i’m 16, i don’t rest
what i need is this money, what i want is this respect
what you think is funny, man that sh-t got me vexed
haters i deflect
man, i’m tryna cop a lex
no more sleeping on this desk
dog, i do it for my set
spitting bars until i’m dead
let me tell ya
life is like a storm and rap is my umbrella
one thing i refuse to be in life is a failure
her mouth is all it see man, i’m a sailor
call me the motherf-cking beat impaler
who the f-ck are you to me?
usually i’m doing me
and that includes doing these beats properly
please, ain’t n0body hot as me
there’s no stopping me
i always stay on top of these
rappers that wanna copy me
dog, i’m f-cking out

[outro]
b-tch

- fisher kay

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