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devon brent - fatcat lyrics

my flow is ill b+tch, your flow is basic
sh+t your sh+t is dramatically somatic, it’s fake sick

i spit sporadic apesh+t, got them addict statements
still go hard on the beat, beat my chest cause i’m the greatest

i’m a fat cat, slappin snapbacks off these aflacs
ha! they steady donald duckin me
like brass hats they buck and weave
so i f+cked the farmers daughter, yeah she f+ck in leaves

she a passed cat with nine lives
like eight now, cause i ate the p+ssy
like most guy don’t actually have that
sip the mo+scato, drop the spanish
pit bull? no he done passed rap, left lane
he spilled, got a grass lap, no gas cap on the last lap
and the motherf+cker finna crash mask all in the nasdaq, like d+mn

spit so hard, when i waterfall i splash back
sh+t so raw you ask a waiter for your f+ckin cash back
capital one in your wallet hands down, half past
sick ship, six forty five and we’re half+mast
so lets set sail, let’s pass wind
i ain’t mean pass gas but meth ain’t (methane) nothin to your t++th
compared to what i do when i swing while i grasp brass
this right here, this right hand, will smack your ass back
open a can of whoop ass like a laugh track
but i’m gon have the last laugh
ramadan is over, so we hit speeds past fast
we’d smoke (weed smoke) the competition like the other cars were made of ash cash
insane speeds, other words i’m burned out and on a mad dash
go to finish line, that’s my last task
go fill a half flask, i’m in the hatchback
i’mma k!ll this sh+t like ghostface, call it snapchat

my thriller sh+t mixed with ghostface like that’s that
i k!lled the mike, you ain’t jack son, other words you just half bad

test your luck when you cross me like your boy was a black cat
from 9 lives, we lost the p+ssy, i stay 2 straps with the backpack like eh

your man is back, like a f+ckin jedi
with the xan in fact cause he’s got the f+ckin red eyes
got a van of gats, muh f+cker you’re a dead guy
dogs let out strays with the strap, hold they heads high like ya

- devon brent lyrics

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