4400dy - get right / 2 fed lyrics
part 1: get right
[intro]
what do you desire? 4400 taliban
yeah, now you rockin’ rada
[verse]
stupid ho, come get right
i put you on a lil’ flight
straight to me, out to ny
come see what we be doin’
i’m just tryna f+ck, right now
he got a [?] and my sh+t hold thirty and up
like cardi, it’s stuck
she wanna stuff on the blunt
i’m tryna f+ck me a sl+t, you done ran out of luck
yeah, my last ho was a dub
yeah, that lil’ ho was a l
gettin’ packs through the mail
i’m buyin’ glocks through zelle
she wanna f+ck, i’m right here
he got money, oh well, he ain’t got no clientele
oh sh+t, that’s [?]
but we in that gle63 v8 wit’ [?]
that ho could really drive itself
i ain’t gon’ fail, i just paid all my peers
who i started wit’ ain’t here
they ain’t f+ck with the vision
bentley coupe, windows is tinted
i love this ho but keep my distance
like, she a lil’ vicious
you ain’t my b+tch, you my other b+tch, ho
so why is you b+tchin’?
and bro up that stick then he don’t even miss sh+t
i could stay wit’ ya’ but i don’t even miss you
part 2: 2 fed
[intro]
chapo
[chorus]
pull off in that f+ckin’ [?]
i fell in love wit’ a bad b+tch
dy money everlastin’, in this ho, we not lastin’
b+tch, come get yo’ back bent
we got sticks, i’m in the trap wit’ ’em
frrrr, like b+tch, i’m in the cat trippin’
might, f+ck around crash that b+tch
i might f+ck around and grab the stick
you lookin’ so easy, you look like a l!ck
juggin’ yo’ sh+t then i’m runnin’ off
real deal glock, not no [?]
she wanna f+ck but i’m noddin’ off
she gettin’ mad i don’t answer calls
i got cartier frames, i ain’t seein’ y’all
b+tch, i get that pack and i drop it off
that lil’ ho, what you bein’ petty for?
she miss it now she tryna f+ck now
you hear the beat, xan goin’ crazy
this b+tch wanna have my baby
finna be twenty up in a mercedes
and my b+tch, she rockin’ her latest
[verse]
this b+tch ain’t no fake b+tch, she a real lady
i don’t want no stripper b+tch, she drive me crazy
when i get to trippin’ b+tch, you finna hate me
you sellin’ that p+ssy you pay me, yeah
yeah, we not playin’, my brother keep drum like a band
i’m slidin’ this ho [?]
if twelve comin’ jump that fence
yo’ b+tch finna drop that neck
all my brothers throw they set, all my brothers totin’ flag
and they be totin’ them glocks
you would think that we play freeze tag
’cause soon as we catch yo’ ass
yo’ stupid ass right there dead
and it’s too [?] goin’ fed
know this bad b+tch up in my bed
and another bad b+tch in the lobby
i made her stay in the lobby
[chorus]
pull off in that f+ckin’ [?]
i fell in love wit’ a bad b+tch
dy money everlastin’, in this ho, we not lastin’
b+tch, come get yo’ back bent
we got sticks, i’m in the trap wit’ ’em
frrrr, like b+tch, i’m in the cat trippin’
might, f+ck around crash that b+tch
i might f+ck around and grab the stick
you lookin’ so easy, you look like a l!ck
juggin’ yo’ sh+t then i’m runnin’ off
real deal glock, not no [?]
she wanna f+ck but i’m noddin’ off
she gettin’ mad i don’t answer calls
i got cartier frames, i ain’t seein’ y’all
b+tch, i get that pack and i drop it off
that lil’ ho, what you bein’ petty for?
she miss it now she tryna f+ck now
you hear the beat, xan goin’ crazy
this b+tch wanna have my baby
finna be twenty up in a mercedes
and my b+tch, she rockin’ her latest
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