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big flock - fat shit lyrics

[intro]
glizzy what you cookin’ up?
big flock n+gga, keep a glock n+gga
you already know how i rock n+gga

[verse]
i’m on the max and i’m totin’ that fat sh+t
b+tch this a .308, this ain’t no mac+10
come to find .223s been havin’
big flock i live the life of a savage
2+3s shooting out, fully automatic
ghost glock with a switch, how that sh+t shoot if it’s plastic?
put your n+gga in a casket, daddy died i’m a b+st+rd
i’m tryna k!ll n+gga who tryna die?
potato on the barrel, who wanna fry?
i shoot me the draco, i shoot forty fives
k!ll a p+ssy n+gga, they ain’t really got nine lives
i lost c diddy, feel like i died nine times
he played me fifty, we shot him like nine times
we get him cooked like a stir fry
dawg, he pull through in his worldwide
d+mn lizzie, what you got cookin’ up?
i got me the gl!ck and it cook ‘em up
free all my dawgs cause the fеds keep on bookin’ em
remembеr being in the feds and i took a m+ffin
bruh showed red flags, i ain’t overlookin’ ‘em
flo put his wrist in the pot and he uh
flo put his fist in the pot, he right+hookin’ it, uh

- big flock lyrics

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