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alley boy - fish fry lyrics

[intro: alley boy]
yeah
b-ssline fanaticz
zone 6 sh-t right here
pull up, n-gga
yeah, yeah

[chorus: alley boy]
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
(somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
d-mn it, it’s a fish fry, it’s a fish fry
draco spittin’ out big fire, spittin’ out big fire

[verse 1: alley boy]
f-ck them rip shirts, f-ck them t-shirts
three shouts for the real steppers, puttin’ in real work, yeah
i gotta get me a bag, b-tch, i gotta keep me a bad b-tch
smoke free, drip cost a few thou’, all my young n-ggas crashin’
on sight, we gon’ smash him, i’ma let nefew ‘dem air him out
n-gga wouldn’t listen, we whacked him out
f-ck all that wet, hit his granny house
taliban sh-t with these choppers, n-gga
how we gon’ play with these type of n-ggas?
i’ma pull up with some real k!llers
bodybag, homicide, deal with him
i’ma show them what this money do
sendin’ out ghosts like peekaboo
blessin’ them, stick with no achoo
soon as they hop out, they start shootin’

[chorus: alley boy]
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha
(somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
d-mn it, it’s a fish fry, it’s a fish fry
draco spittin’ out big fire, spittin’ out big fire

[verse 2: 21 savage]
i’m on glenwood, alley boy in the edge’ (edgewood)
i be on 800, where the rappers be scared (on god)
been in so many shootouts, gotta keep one in the head (21)
and when the gang slide, we don’t shoot at no legs (on god)
7.62’s i carry (21)
me and my .223 got married (on god)
when i was young n-gga, used to hit l!cks
go to lenox and spend it on bally (straight up)
y’all keep making these diss songs
n-gga, we don’t talk, rest them n-ggas get buried (on god)
i come straight up out the 6
ain’t no permits, n-gga, everybody carried (keeps it)
keep me a glock-27 (i do)
n-gga won’t catch me without it (they won’t)
lil’ n-gga think you hard cause you got one (so what?)
but most of my n-ggas got bodies (on god)
shh, y’all n-ggas might tattletale, dawg, gotta keep that quiet (lil’ p-ssy)
on god, i’m 21 gang, if you reach for my chain then it’s gon be a riot (21, 21)

[chorus: alley boy]
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
(somebody might get k!lled to this
somebody block get spinned to this
young n-gga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
d-mn it, it’s a fish fry, it’s a fish fry
draco spittin’ out big fire, spittin’ out big fire

- alley boy lyrics

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