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fat nick - darty lyrics

[intro]
mtm, hit ’em with the heat

[verse 1]
all these losers be quitting, these percocets got me trippin’
they duck and ask you to switch ’em like +frr+, hit ’em, he flip it
west [?] these corners, they pushing rovers and show for it
the choppa hurting my shoulder, can’t feel my face, i turn over
i been on these drugs for long enough, my inside be turning
wake up in the morning light a dark, keep it burning
[?] to convert ’em, this kod got me flurrin’
i’ma spin on this molly, i’m talking faded and choppy
hit the blunt when i wake up, just smoking, i’m pushing sit ups
pint inside my litеr, it’s fizzin’, i got the hiccups
when i walk i’ma dough, i’ll nevеr forget my heater
this a nine+milli drillas, just bouncing, i got my stick up

[verse 2]
i love my pistols, got switches
i love my b+tches, got b+tches
i’ve been leaning way too hard, i think my vision still trippin’
she said, “baby, love your [?] steppin'”
i’m too faded off the percies, god d+mn, i be sweating
bad b+tch flexin’, montclair steppa’
we don’t keep them glocks but i need me a real missile
real drank sippa’, rolls+royce whippa’
who that fat boy, made a number one, trend setta’?
that rolly in the sky, we be balling a lot
put that pistol by your side if you gon’ hit up the block
if you not f+cking on no bad b+tch, you not in my squad
made a million off the rap sh+t but i need me my knots

- fat nick lyrics

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