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f 8 k - the thrillest lyrics

[f 8 k: verse 1]
stuck in my ways i just want me some digits
we want all that paper my n+gga let’s get it
they f+ck with the kid but they never gon’ show it
sending ‘em shots we ain’t tweeting ‘bout no beef
he be whipping so hard till he twisted his wrist
i got murder on my mind beforе i heard about melly
then go murdеr these beats and make me some hits
and you double the wrap ‘cause you they can smell it
and i shoot like i’m doncic but i don’t play for the mavericks
my n+ggas so slimey they’ll pull up and blik
i be stacking the guap ain’t stunting no b+tch
gone off the meds but you said it was lean
you say you gon’ ride you gon’ die for your clique
but your n+ggas ain’t 100 , they f+cking your b+tch
when you deep in the streets you gotta ride with your stick
when you deep in the streets you gotta ride with your blik

[f 8 k: hook]
don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon please me
don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon please me
[f 8 k: verse 1]
i’ve been stacking this guap and i’m never gon stop
and i know a few steppers they gon’ take off your top
sweep up their block i can’t show no remorse
back on my grind like i’m never gon stop
i’m just tryna stay low n+gga f+ck what you on ?
but you said it was smoke so we spinning your block
gotta ride for my n+ggas ain’t switching no blocks
ice up my wrist went and filled it with rocks
gotta hustle gotta get it so i jumped off the porch
the b+tch wasn’t talking now topping the boy
ain’t catching no feelings just give me that brain
and i’ve been through some sh+t so i’m numb to the pain
but i spent all my last just to get on the train
started flipping the pack just to get me some change
and i’ve been through some sh+t so i’m numb to the pain
started flipping the pack just to get me some change

[f 8 k: hook]
don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon please me
don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon please me
[ f 8 k: verse 2]
yeah i ride with some hittas they gon’ shoot if you move
gotta k!ll all the opps gotta score for my troupe
gotta slang with some sk!ll when you back in the field
wanna ride with that gang gotta show us some proof
just spin on the opps then you blast if they move
he played with the gang send his soul to the cloud
you just like your brother we knew you a mouse
we came from the mud what’s the hate all about ?
i came for the paper and i took a new route
steady serving them addicts gotta get to the racks
you be talking that sh+t you gon turn to a pack
you be fronting your move send his soul to the cloud

don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon please me
don’t try to clone me i’m one of the realest
kept it a thousand i’m one of the trillest
here for the paper i don’t care about your feelings
married to the money and i know she gon’ please me

- f 8 k lyrics

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