f.y.mob - extra lyrics
[chorus + f.y.mob pierre]
i’m smoking on gas, pressure
the b+tch on my line she extra
yea she fine but .. extra
yeah i f+cked the first time i met her
good d got her crazy i’m tellin ya
just like a headband i’m ahead of ya
i’m smoking on gas, pressure
the b+tch on my line she extra
yea she fine but .. extra
yeah i f+cked the first time i met her
good d got her crazy i’m tellin ya
just like a headband i’m ahead of ya
[verse 1 + f.y.mob pierre]
the sh+t you just doin i did it
you rap bout the cash but i get it
feel pressure they fold, n+ggas tripping
ain’t bout the cash i won’t listen
the b+tch on my line extra
put d+ck in her spine, stretched her
just like a headband i’m ahead of ya
we bout the smoke .. etc
we grinding we chasing them millions
naw matter fact dawg we chasing them billions
make you stronger if the sh+t don’t k!ll ya
give a f+ck if a n+gga don’t feel me
you run up you gon have to k!ll me
smokin runtz in a wood no philly
quit lean almost f+cked my kidneys
n+gga actin stupid cool i got my bl!cky
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