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letra de buck eye - ytb fatt

[intro]
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[chorus]
gas tank gettin’ on e lookin’ for these n-ggas, come outside
shots go off, don’t snitch on me, keep this sh-t outside
b-tch said she ain’t never seen sh-t else but the oakland mall, i ain’t surprised
i got motion, b-tch, we can book this flight and go shop on rodeo drive
las vegas, f-ckin’ with fatt, n-gga, ain’t no playin’ both sides
n-gga, we don’t give a f-ck who out there, when we pull up, don’t get caught in the crossfire
soon as he saw me, he saw that barrel, dropped his mouth, buckeye
i ain’t even with that all that internet goin’ back-and-forth sh-t, p-ssy, let’s meet up and die

[verse]
if my n-ggas ain’t slidin’ on sh-t, nine times out of ten, they bakin’ the pie
real dope boys hang around me, p-ssy, when you see him, it’s church shoes, slacks, and attire
h-ll nah, n-gga, that sh-t ain’t for church, sour bag and scale, go and supply
that throwback thursday sh-t ain’t gon’ work, send a b-tch on me, i bet she die
i ain’t put no more plaques or buns on the back of these glocks, how the f-ck you keep lettin’ ’em fry?
everybody ’round here shootin’ the same, no big u’s, n-gga, or lil’ i’s
put my trust in them foxes, n-gga— phew, fully ate him alive
standin’ on one accord, one division, but i’ll still ride for that fire
gettin’ these ho-ass n-ggas hit up was fun ’til they took it to facebook live
n-gga, i was young when i set that fire, i was a minor, ask my mama, i ain’t cry
talkin’ ’bout this sh-t i saw as a youngin, you couldn’t take, you would’ve covered up your eyes
n-gga, i wanted to see more blood when my n-gga got k!lled in front of my eyes
[chorus]
gas tank gettin’ on e lookin’ for these n-ggas, come outside
shots go off, don’t snitch on me, keep this sh-t outside
b-tch said she ain’t never seen sh-t else but the oakland mall, i ain’t surprised
i got motion, b-tch, we can book this flight and go shop on rodeo drive
las vegas, f-ckin’ with fatt, n-gga, ain’t no playin’ both sides
n-gga, we don’t give a f-ck who out there, when we pull up, don’t get caught in the crossfire
soon as he saw me, he saw that barrel, dropped his mouth, buckeye
i ain’t even with that all that internet goin’ back-and-forth sh-t, p-ssy, let’s meet up and die

- ytb fatt

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