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letra de facts - nezy

[intro: nezy]
air force clique up in this b-tch
aye, aye,aye
huff47
yeah, b-tch, aye, okay
okay, okay, okay, okay

[verse 1: nezy]
b-tch i got my windows tinted vanta black
f-ck you if you count me out
y’all just a past to me
cooking brick in the kitchen like i’m joe bastianich
on the hood i’m with your b-tch she like my drip
gave me head like a sniper rifle
draw the k out in broad daylight if you is my rival (boom, boom)
in the trap, i’m trappin like i’m jigsaw
robbin foos blind in my ski mask
you don’t have to pretend cuz we know
that you’re not
bout that life
why the f-ck you holdin fake guns up? (aye)

[verse 2: nezy]
taught a b-tch how to hold a glock
told myself i’ll be the one
it’s me, myself and i
big trust issues so i see you in front sight
i’m in thе front yall be in the rear
so plеase shut the f-ck up wit that negativity you tryna throw on me
mixin ingredients like i’m professor utonium, pass the blunt b-tch
pass me the bottle like i’m bartender i’m sippin on dirty sprite
so many chemicals inside of my body i kno that sh-t ain’t right
but it’s everyday typa’ sh-t i might jus don’t stop it plus i’m getting puffed
[bridge: nezy & frailxty]
aye, aye, aye
me and frailxty in the cut air force clique one of a kind b-tch
tell ’em what the f-ck’s up
okay, yeah, aye, aye, aye

[verse 3: frailxty]
always in the streets cuz you sh-ttin out
red beam on yo head better hide cuz we shootin now
playin wit yo bih feelin like hugh hefner now
smokin lotta weed our drip put you in the ground
air forces on my feet when i try to rob your bag
p-p-pull up with my car selling grams, do a drive by then
p-ssin on yo grave got a picture of yo flesh yo girl send me a text but u already dead air force clique mean a gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang

- nezy

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