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destodubb - face tats lyrics

[intro]
this a thank you fizzle production, lil’ b-tch

[chorus: destodubb]
i dropped out and got face tats (d-mn)
so-sorry mama, gotta face facts (ooh)
i sell lean, done sold crack (yeah, wok, yeah, yeah)
too late no goin’ back (nope, d-mn)
i’m on bet with no ged (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m on xxl and ecstasy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m on bet with no ged (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i sell lean to preteens (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: destodubb]
these black jeans alexander mcqueen (what?)
i’m with the sharks like a submarine (sharks)
i pop wok like acne (wok)
i’m off a bean, on a magazine (mag’)
said f-ck school, police
same things, since i was sixteen (yeah)
i’m twenty-somethin’ with a twenty piece (d-mn)
at the laker game with floor seats (d-mn)
i’m john travolta off the movie grease (skrrt)
in a leather jacket with my jeans creased (skrrt)
with a bad b-tch in a caprice (b-tch)
with a fizzle beat with no receipt (b-tch)
i’m dropped out, i’m not goin’ back (nope)
i called the homie for a fact tat (face)
next day i got a big bag (d-mn)
you all cap, i’m all facts (yeah)
punchin’ n-ggas like ajax (look)
you lost your chain, now explain that (nope)
cross the line that’s a state tax
i’m not f-ckin groupies, no latex (yeah)
oral s-x, that’s the safe s-x (d-mn)
pump now, i’m next (yeah)
two-toned rolex (yeah)
seven tats on my forehead (seven)

[chorus: destodubb & lil pump]
i dropped out and got face tats (d-mn)
so-sorry mama, gotta face facts (ooh)
i sell lean, done sold crack (yeah, wok, yeah, yeah)
too late no goin’ back (nope, d-mn)
i’m on bet with no ged (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m on xxl and ecstasy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m on bet with no ged (brrt, yeah, yeah)
i sell lean to preteens (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: lil pump]
oou, and i was born with face tats
mama told me, “lil pump, please don’t sell crack”
no, gotcha ya lil’ dawg smokin’ loud pack (yeah)
f-cked your b-tch, we gon’ drop her off at fairfax (yeah, huh)
walk into lax with a pound (brrt)
let me in tsa with a 100 round (tsa)
so much ice on me that i think i might drown (brrt)
don’t call an uber, send her in a greyhound (a greyhound)
yeah, and i love these hoes (brrt)
breakfast time, gon’ pour me a four (yeah)
even got your grandma as a junkie at the door (ooh)
mama was pregnant, still smokin’ on dope (my mom, yeah)
i’ma go buy a benz truck (yeah)
hit a b-tch once and left her
i’ma have these racks forever (brrt)
your diamonds fake, need tester (yeah)
roll me a eight-gram wood, b-tch (ooh)
if not come suck my d-ck (yeah)
got your mom’s mortgage on my wrist (brrt)
dropped half a pint on my kicks (huh?)
and i’m just busy drippin’ (yeah)
if she ain’t suckin’ d-ck, b-tch, you trippin’
sj sucking d-ck, b-tch you trippin (h-ll no)
b-tch, i’m the best who ever did it (brrt)
i’m on tv wavin’ ’round smith and wessons (yeah, yeah)

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