letra de fuck everybody, pt.2 - lil rae (atl)
[intro]
ah, come on, hmm, hmm, hmm, come on
i can’t even lie, i’m out my body on this mf, yea f-ck all these n-ggas, come on
[verse]
lil brah, dad all on my phone talm bout don’t k!ll him, whats going on? (what the h-ll going on?) i’m talm bout loaded, boy you wrong. yeah, n-gga, f-ck 31, why the h-ll n-ggas wanna puy yc inside of they songs? all he do is yell on rap n-gga beats, f-ck n-gga watch yo tone. h-ll yeah, imma pop my sh-t, imma top my sh-t, ’cause a lame n-gga know i’m wit it. where i’m from, ion know bout druski and nem, but the young crew standing on business.(we really standin on bidness). my diamonds hittin, bustdown cartier got the lil’ hoe wearing my tennis.(that lil’ hoe wearing my tеnnis). saying my name,?, got me f-cked up, i had thе young crew spinin. smoking on lil’ buddy (cough), choking me he trynna k!ll me. she asked me, why i got my gun? the f-ck you mean, they trynna drill me, and, ? is a hoe, yes he mad that he couldn’t get me and i love money the most, but my main b-tch she still with me. late night with bro callin out opps, told a f-ck n-gga, show us some money(like the teacher said, ill wait). a f-ck n-gga ain’t show nun, yall know we outside, i was posted up at the high, had a glock 22 with the b-tton. and it’s really f-ck rc, yall n-ggas ain’t give me nun. wtf is a y5?, yall wanna be like yc, yall n-ggas ain’t let no thirty ride, i’m screaming f-ck everybody. i ain’t hiding my face from no n-gga, sh-t, ion even wear no ski. and yall keep saying i ain’t gon do this and that, well n-gga come see.(come find out). now i’m on t.v., its sum fye sh-t trynna eat me, i pour a four in my fiji. having money b-tch, my pockets green and blue, sum like luigi. dey never ask me am i goo, but they call me when they need me. bust-down cartier blinging, i can’t tell the time. mentioning young crew know that we spinin. no, that ain’t yo b-tch, that’s mine. shawty, a 10 she fine uhh, she don’t even use no fliters, and if i’m lyin, i’m flying uhh, but shawty f-cked me and my n-ggas. we on the block just me and my n-ggas we posted up, another opp died, its another opp funeral, (uhh), sh-t lets toast it up. f-ck n-gga said he got my drop, run through this b-tch, you bold enough, and he ain’t silent that boy got in that room and told sum stuff
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