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fss – just sum light lyrics

[verse 1: otipap]
one shot, all i need
killing these gay n-gg-s, omar mateen yeah
goin’ in, goin’ ham
shoot you in the head like “bluh-blam” d-mn
we strapped up, get capped up
f-ck a b-tch i’m never wrapped up
this glock, i carry, don’t block a punch i parry
my team, on steam, playing games while we sipping lean
we smoke, that green, pop a n-gg- then i leave the scene
rob banks, get cash, cream inside a b-tch when i smash
every single day you know im getting that money
b-tches hopping on my d-ck call them bugs bunny
man im trapping all the time you can’t handle the heat
jit got caught number 1 so get off my streets
man this flow so greasy my b-tches they freaky
sipping on that water and its only fiji
im rapping to this beat and its line by line
you b-tch drinking on my c-m almost all the time
now i have to go and that sh-t was easy
lemme p-ss this sh-t to my boy named ceezy

[verse 2: ceezy]
its eazy, im ceezy
you n-gg-s wanna be me
get right, all night, sipping dirty sprite
i really got a glock, you think you hot you not
a rollie i just bought, im always on the spot
i get the ball i p-ss, im always eating -ss
[verse 3: j.g.g]
im always getting cash, dyk- b-tches all i smash
jg im on this beat, she came she suck i skeet
the green is all i need, pull up she beat my meat
can’t touch me, she rub me, all bad b-tches love me
she want no d-ck just money, she think this game be funny
i get plus 4 like uno

[verse 4: ceezy]
im back in this yeah you know
these b-tches got no mulo
she pregnant like she juno
im out here hitting licks
she my girl and she thick
i dont f-ck with phonies
these streets they call me bony
im dominican, im brown like cinnamon

[verse 5: j.g.g]
apple jacks, cinnamon, killing n-gg-s, like 21
shot them with, the mini gun, kill them all off, by 1 by 1
jay-y he on some, jay-y he want none

[verse 6: jay-y]
sitting on this beat im always packing heat
rip my n-gg- harambe he’s a god to me
take my girl out for some dinner
when we get home she gon’ f-ck something bigger
thriller, filler, pull, the trigger, bands, b-tches and platano
im a dominican n-gg-
platano power, money every hour
bands in my hands every time i hit this dance
these hoes on my d you dont wanna f-ck with me, we
pull up with my team, watch me hit this three
lost in the sauce, n-gg-s know im the boss
call me rick ross, b-tch

- fss lyrics

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