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letra de f.a.n. - scy jimm

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[intro]
dante, you snapped on this one
yeah
f-ck a n-gga (god d-mn, rick)

[chorus]
don’t even compare me to these p-ssy n-ggas (uh-uh)
i been turned up for a while, i see you lookin’, n-gga (i see you lookin’, n-gga)
put his b-tch ass in a pot, get to cookin’, n-gga (come on, man)
free all my n-ggas up the road, 12 keep bookin’ n-ggas (free my n-gga)
hold up my diamond ’cause this sh-t shinin’ (on gang)
everything i say it got a meanin’, i ain’t just rhymin’
n-ggas know it’s pressure behind this sh-t (huh), he want pressure behind a b-tch (pressure behind a b-tch)
just dropped fifty on my ‘cat (yeah, yeah, yeah), another fifty on my wrist, n-gga

[verse]
who said jimm was gone? come here, baby, daddy’s home
all my old friends gone, i’m countin’ the cheese all alone
don’t know if i rapped about a pistol, brick, or a microphone (which one?)
won’t go broke, i cross my heart (yeah, yeah, yeah), i just keep buyin’ chrome
h-ll nah, i don’t trust a n-gga (uh)
yeah, i’ll bust a n-gga (gra, gra, grao)
i just linked wit’ gang, but by myself i’ll flush a n-gga (flush yo’ ass)
heard he beat his b-tch ’cause she keep screamin’ out: “f-ck a n-gga” (ha ha)
he can’t stand jimm, if it’s f-ck me, then it’s f-ck you, n-gga (f-ck you, n-gga)
nah, this ain’t no lean, b-tch, it’s liquor in this faygo (yeah)
bad b-tch, she know i’m him, she doin’ what i say so (she doin’ what i say so)
heard he need a job, put his lil’ ass on the payroll (lil’ ass n-gga)
turn him to a french fry when i bust a b-tch potato (grao, grao)
all white brick, it look like mayo (yeah)
n-gga, you ain’t sippin’ lean, broke ass n-gga sippin’ kayro (broke ass n-gga)
i can go back to the trap if the rap slow (on gang)
real street n-gga, what the f-ck i got a cap for? (come on, man)
i’m a f-ckin’ prophet, told y’all i’m the one, time after time (yeah, yeah)
p-ssy n-gga cappin’ in his raps, rhyme after rhyme (what the f-ck?)
chasin’ checks, i just want to ball and see my n-ggas shine (see my n-ggas shine)
done that boy on fire, i drop that hot sh-t at any time
call me jump cali, we the best (yeah)
name a n-gga better, then (name a n-gga better, then)
it’s hot as f-ck, he in a jacket
.40 in my lettermen
shawty said she love the way i smell, b-tch, i’m heavensent
she keep tellin’ me to go to h-ll, i already been (ha)
i’m countin’ ben franks (yeah)
i’m a f-ckin’ shark, too big a fish tank (on gang, n-gga)
when sh-t get real, they go to fold, just know jimm ain’t (what the f-ck?)
they say i’m a piece of art, i’m standin’ in the paint, yeah (rat9ine, n-gga)
[chorus]
don’t even compare me to these p-ssy n-ggas (uh-uh)
i been turned up for a while, i see you lookin’, n-gga (i see you lookin’, n-gga)
put his b-tch ass in a pot, get to cookin’, n-gga (come on, man)
free all my n-ggas up the road, 12 keep bookin’ n-ggas (free my n-gga)
hold up my diamond ’cause this sh-t shinin’ (on gang)
everything i say it got a meanin’, i ain’t just rhymin’
n-ggas know it’s pressure behind this sh-t (huh), he want pressure behind a b-tch (pressure behind a b-tch)
just dropped fifty on my ‘cat (yeah, yeah, yeah), another fifty on my wrist, n-gga

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