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letra de 96/october - the fatal sling

[chorus]
born in 01 so i can’t cop a pistol yet
i still run up on you cause i need me a f-cking check
can’t f-ck with old hoes only new hoes
if that b-tch under 15 you know thats a no no
born in 01 so i can’t cop a pistol yet
i still run up on you cause i need me a f-cking check
can’t f-ck with old hoes only new hoes
if that b-tch under 15 you know thats a no no

[verse 1]
yea my family rich, but i’m still a broke boy
yea my parents told me “kid you got to work if you wan’t joy”
so i got out the lawn mower, yea i worked as a ball boy
i was steady on my grind, but steady unemployed
rigging up the school, lil b-tch was a decoy
finnessing all these fools, you know that was a smart ploy
running all these packs, got a guard, thats a convoy
can’t f-ck no thot cause you know thats a used toy
running up a check, steady out finnessing bands
if you tryna touch my mans, i’ll cut off your hands
cause lil fatal got no censor, lil b-tch i got no glads
and i got a louis belt with some black and blue vans
hold up, let me get it started
jj’s all r-t-rded, b-tch you are my target
knock you out like forget
lil b-tch named margaret
soon yea i’ll be on the f-cking forbes list
yea you can’t f-ck with fatal the finess kid
shout out kodak black, outta jail in time to test sh-t
swear to god, soon i’ll be out of this country
take it world wide, i know that sh-t meant to be
f-ck you up, d-ck you down
imma take you round and round
this sh-t is a carousel, this sh-t merry go round
f-ck yea, astroworld
smoke a joint we out this world
travis please, astroworld
off a perc don’t take my word
and i’m swerving in a coupe
this sh-ts black and not purple this time
can’t f-ck no old hoe

[verse 2]
yuh that’s a no no, uh yea no no
can’t f-ck a hoe, that’s a no go
huh, no no, no no
yuh yuh, no go
all this sh-t got me rage swiping
yubo tinder, maybe even f-cking grindr
nah f-ck that sh-t man, for real though
five finger freddy, b-tch you know my name
imma run up on your block with two glocks and all the fame
you got sixth degree burns when i k!ll you with this flame
cause you b-tches h-lla ugly, yea you b-tches h-lla lame
yuh, you f-cking for the fame
clout chasing demons, this sh-t ain’t a game
this is my life, this is my p-ssion
like a f-cking fruit i eat that sh-t i’m dashing
yuh, yea my whip so godd-mn foreign
huh yea, volvo that sh-ts from sweden
yea my whip so godd-mn foreign
yea, volvo that sh-ts from sweden
yuh huh, yuh got a ligier
uh yuh, ay thats italian sh-t
mh yuh, ay and i got the fake leather seats
yuh, and i f-ck your b-tch and then i skeet
brrrraaap
on god though fatal is the best f-cking artist out of sweden like no cap, f-cking ever
y’all ain’t even ready for this sh-t

- the fatal sling

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