concern - fye lyrics
[intro]
i make it slap (yeah, yeah yeah)
y’all takin’ naps (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i bring it back (aye)
they know i’m bringing it back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
they know im bringing’ it back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
they know i’m on the attack
i pull up to party i pull up with molly i’m bringing my shorty i’m bringing the team
i’m in the game i’m sippin the drank we rolling the stank we puffing the green (yeah)
[verse]
i got the money reserved like federal
got all these hoes in my face there’s severa
flow on the track and they say it’s impeccable
keep it a hunnid i keep it respectable
i am a rookie but play like a veteran
they talking down like the by unintelligent
he want the smoke then i might just get rid of him
told em’ whatever i said that i meant it all now
even my family doubts (my brother and dad)
but ima go jump in the crowd (woah)
they hating but giving me clout (yeah)
i’m getting this cash in amounts (yeah)
i’m stacking it up in a mountain
but ima just whip round the town
around, round smoking the pounds
surround sound the green is so loud
they all be faking the praise
i do not give em’ a taste (aye)
please get the f-ck out my face (woah)
i do not f-ck with you fakes (aye)
you p-ssy you speak like a snake
you p-ssy don’t know what to say
woah lil’ homie you know this a closed case
lil homie your b-tch is a bird brain
i’m doing way better i don’t give a f-ck
these hoes only lovin’ on me for the bucks
i’m staying away from the ones i don’t trust
two hoes that i’m choosing like breakfast or lunch
i’m pouring a 4 and i’m spiking the punch
i’m grabbin’ the bread and you gettin’ the crumbs
the track turn to fire whenever i touch it
i’ll do this forever i’ll do this for life, b-tch
[outro]
aye, tryna get dumb rich
aye, tryna get dumb lit
aye, you know i got no time for a dumb b-tch
(skrt skrt)
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