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letra de fto - fwc big mick & sharkboyent

[intro]
cash gang mick
free bang, n-gga, free aka

[verse]
don’t get dropped tryna drop a diss (boy)
i’ll up this b-tch on god if he try some sh-t (think i’m playin’)
plus i wouldn’t try draco if he got the bl!ck (what up, draco?)
thought that boy was the hook how he stoppin’ whips (n-gga)
your friends keep dying, you ain’t drop sh-t but a diss for ’em
ain’t got a whip, guess you gon’ slide in a lyft on him (man)
boy twenty-seven, ‘posed to be beefin’ with my big brother
your mans in a box, i’m finna call roddy ricch on him
if you go broke, you gon’ steal a n-gga sauce like you plankton
if i go broke, i’m gon’ make the snow fall like i’m franklin
i can see us winning in the future like i’m raven
y’all heard about what happened to fat tay, n-ggas payin’
more, bro, where the hoes at? i’m tryna f-ck somethin’
she hate that i stare whеn she suck it, i threw the buffs on hеr
stick on me and i got ice, go get a puck for me
paid her fifteen hundred to ram, i put my truck on her
clutchin’ like i’m dame, not the opp n-gga
when you hear that boom, i’m on fully, tryna drop n-ggas
we can be inside tj maxx, you gettin’ shot, n-gga
i’ll drive to the other side to see that 5 n-gga (where he at?)
it’s crazy, got a tec for any n-gga actin’ foul with me
b-tch, if your name ain’t zaza, don’t get loud with me
cuban on my neck, she tryna link and have a child with me
twenty on my pendant, b-tch, i paid with thirty-five gifties
if you ain’t gon’ use your gun, don’t come outside with it
all my shooters armed and dangerous like king von with us (get it?)
ain’t gotta put it in my maps, we gon’ find n-ggas
shoot this b-tch and make you get low like lil jon with me
[outro]
n-gga, free juice, n-gga
free bo
free v

- fwc big mick sharkboyent

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