letra de fyb - mackned
[verse 1: mackned]
look, okay, my dad thought i grew up fine
but he a n-gga and my mom thought i grew up broke
but we ain’t trippin’
n-gga, i see everything
you ain’t sittin’ where i’m sittin’
get some money in yo hands, [?] n-ggas start to listen
look, you n-ggas wave yo things around but ain’t n0body pull it
b-tch, you need to catch a trick like you rodney mullen
even when i’m going through it, swear it’s hardly showin’
i’m mackned, [?] and i might bust ’em open
[?]
left a hole in the shirt, i guess she back to sewin’
i’m from the city where it rains, yeah it’s back to pourin’
suicide sh-t got you movin’ back to [?]
and when they put me on the moor is when i got my wh0res
but when she threw me on the floor is when it look like p-rn
bright lights, i got abducted, now i’m back and forth
but i can never trust a gum-smackin’ wh0re
[chorus: lil b]
i’mma f-ck your b-tch n-gga, i’mma f-ck your ho n-gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n-gga
finna hit the room, with your b-tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f-ck her sister and her cousin
i’mma f-ck your b-tch n-gga, i’mma f-ck your ho n-gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n-gga
finna hit the room, with your b-tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f-ck her sister and her cousin
[verse 2: key nyata]
wake up, b-tch, and smell the marijuana
[?] but i glow in the dark
i am the spark
the tony stark with heat through your heart
so b-tch, please don’t start
or be popped like tart
use your mind and get smart
these n-ggas lost in the dark
how you driving in park but still complain that you starve?
i think you failing to see the n-gga you really are
there are levels to this
infamy, you are far
but a n-gga like me conquer a boss with a bar
i’m the genie in a lamp and you a b-tch in a jar
and, nine out of ten, i’m with yo b-tch in yo car
you n-ggas tryin’ too hard
i’m rolling weed in a cuban cigar
gettin’ acquainted with stars
you n-ggas tainted by far
too many lies in a bar
i steer clear of you fake-ass broads
sn-tch the [?] off a fake-ass boss, n-gga
[chorus: lil b]
i’mma f-ck your b-tch n-gga, i’mma f-ck your ho n-gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n-gga
finna hit the room, with your b-tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f-ck her sister and her cousin
i’mma f-ck your b-tch n-gga, i’mma f-ck your ho n-gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n-gga
finna hit the room, with your b-tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f-ck her sister and her cousin
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