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letra de plot - yfg fatso

[intro]
uh, it’s bl–dy mary around this b-tch
you know, everybody got they day
every dog gotta behave
sh-t, not me, though
when it come, it’s gon’ come, ’til then, i’m on n-ggas’ neck
yeah, uh, that’s the regular way (when i see n-gga’s kit, know i’m takin’ that sh-t, give no f-ck how he feel, he toast)
free all the guys, though, you know (bounced out throwin’ the switch, makin’ f-ck n-ggas drop, give no f-ck)
still free chop, free drac, free 30
free aj, free everybody, n-gga, free mack, you know what we on (come on)

[chorus]
roll up dope, b-tch n-ggas gon’ get poked, block baby, i do it the most (okay)
.357 with thirty up under the holder, swingin’ this b-tch, gettin’ low (okay)
drac told me to stay on these f-ck n-ggas’ heads, so i do it, he know i’m a goat (okay)
b-tch be talkin’ too much, i ain’t ask her that, tellin’ me ’bout some sh-t i don’t know (okay)
when i see n-gga’s kit, know i’m takin’ that sh-t, give no f-ck how he feel, he toast (okay)
bounced out throwin’ the switch, makin’ f-ck n-ggas drop, give no f-ck, everybody gon’ croak (okay)
you know i don’t save no hoes, my brother lurk on n-ggas’ page for los (okay)
we ridin’ and every car filled with 4s
lil’ wop dumpin’ percs, say he need a load (okay)

[verse]
and i got the most out of all them n-ggas, my bank got a thing with o’s (okay)
uh, and i’m finna time with all them b-tches ’cause i got a thing for hoes (okay)
tellin’ me she like the way that i f-ck her a lot, sh-t, she ain’t even in her role (okay)
when i stop shootin’, my brother gon’ shoot with his glock, i don’t gotta reload
uh, pop out and i bring the light, a rich n-gga probably’ll save your life
you know we ain’t finna stop at no red lights, i’m hittin’ this b-tch every time they mic (okay)
beat a b-tch, got me feelin’ like ike
she bitin’ my sh-t, that ain’t even my type
you mines, then i gotta f-ck every night
we left n-ggas dead, they ain’t wanna get right (okay)
uh, brother say he wanna pour up a four, hit the store, tryna grab some ice (okay)
uh, we finna bend through they sh-t, they don’t know, it’s an iso, don’t bring a device (okay)
uh, uh, i talk to the devil at nighttime, mama say i need christ (okay)
the best i can do is just tell you be you, i ain’t good givin’ n-ggas advice (okay)
[chorus]
roll up dope, b-tch n-ggas gon’ get poked, block baby, i do it the most (okay)
.357 with thirty up under the holder, swingin’ this b-tch, gettin’ low (okay)
drac told me to stay on these f-ck n-ggas’ heads, so i do it, he know i’m a goat (okay)
b-tch be talkin’ too much, i ain’t ask her that, tellin’ me ’bout some sh-t i don’t know (okay)
when i see n-gga’s kit, know i’m takin’ that sh-t, give no f-ck how he feel, he toast (okay)
bounced out throwin’ the switch, makin’ f-ck n-ggas drop, give no f-ck, everybody gon’ croak (okay)
you know i don’t save no hoes, my brother lurk on n-ggas’ page for los (okay)
we ridin’ and every car filled with 4s
lil’ wop dumpin’ percs, say he need a load (okay)

[outro]
okay
okay
okay
okay

- yfg fatso

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