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dth ftos ent – thot thot lyrics

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(wokfein)
boy you a athlete, ima shooter
pre+hollow tips hit em and his dueler
that boy he froze, n+gga like medusa
he a fake crip, n+gga not no hoover
he tryna fight, bro i got a glock
you finna die, im not finna box
got 7 kids on me like lil top
give em the smoke, n+gga like a hotbox
call up yo b+tch, f+cking on that thot thot
stick hit em up, now his shirt look crop top
if sh+t get bad then i call up twinsay
im tryna shoot, n+gga f+ck the he say, she say
i make that b+tch n+gga run a relay
f+cking yo b+tch got that sh+t on replay
(twinsay)
smoking these woods, yea im finna face it
just got a glock, lets see if he face it
ima k!ll a n+gga right there , ion got patiеnce
bout 200 horses, now who wanna race it ?
f+ck what you said, and f+ck what you gotta say
f+ck lil tay, hе got a hole in his face
tray he got wrapped, right his body collapsed
darwin a b+tch, took his self off the map
yo brothers keep dying, you watching it happen
weezy a b+tch and that n+gga caught lacking
swinging the stick in the cam, like he like that
tryna put up a fight but (shh) didn’t fight back
can’t say much cause the case still open
diss one mo’ time and yo face gone be open
b+tch
murder rate 4life n+gga
ftos
n+gga get open, f+ck n+gga

(riccy runtz)
too many hoes on my d+ck, and im tired of these n+ggas be acting like b+tches
d+gg+ng these hoes, im like “f+ck they feelings!”
you thinking bout it, i had got up and did it
and no lil yachty, but n+gga im f+cking one night, and then im dipping
glock got a lisp, how that b+tch be spitting
who hit em up? my twin
he was spinning and spinning
grown ass n+ggas, getting robbed out they sh+t by children
ima f+ckboy, i just wann f+ck, give a f+ck bout attention
and i’m tired of being a gentlemen
that n+gga gone die tryna be a villain
my mindset been dont trust these women
my n+gga a dog, throw a bone he get it
b+tch
(3bandx)
>amber alert< aye hold up, is that tay missing? >amber alert< d+mn, not tay bro >amber alert< dead ass n+gga >amber alert< bandz in this b+tch >amber alert< >tv connection< stupid ass n+gga be all on my d+ck but i just bought a stick tho yo b+tch sucking d+ck, got her deepthroating steady gone shoot on my opps like a motherf+cking free throw b+tch i dont miss im a cheat code dating a exotic b+tch, think she from puerto rico pour a deuce in my cup now im sleep smoking on tay now im geeked man you f+ck n+ggas green hoes 3.5 in my whip, man im smoking on tay f+ck around with the gang, we’ll smoke you everyday pushing off gas no brakes aim at his face we takin yo breathe away clip with a glock, pullup on the scene shoot movies i can never hang with a groupie i put lil bruh in this doobie she on her knees finna screw me, that b+tch finna do me ima shoot till it cl!ck on gang you bum ass n+ggas can't hang too many carats for a chain stomp a f+ck n+gga out and my money exchanged bro can't run away got a beam on the glock, its gone take off yo face ima catch me a case then i do the race but i'm not tayk



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