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fat nick - mum's block lyrics

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[intro: fat nick]
mtm hit em’ with the heat

[chorus]
bust, bust down rolly
watch him flip the pot
beamer i3 like the mum on the block
before you hit the trap
check my line, don’t knock
barrels in my pocket
seven pints i cannot walk
bust down rolly
watch him, watch him flip the plot
beamer i3 like a mum on the block
before you hit the trap
check my line don’t knock

[verse 1]
hundred pints [?]
baby all my diamonds glow
[?] lean [?]
wonder how my kidneys hurt
draco burst, fireworks
you might just leave in a he-rs-
rolex [?] cost 55
[?] we can’t tell the time
i just poured a eight in my, in my apple juice
i can’t drink no soda b-tch she rotting in my tooth
i f-cked the baddest b-tches, i’m only speaking the truth
filled the shorty mouth then she went back to her boo
walk with a stack, got some goyard in my hip
twitter talking big but my draco got a lisp
my b-tch she stupid thick
oh f-ck, no sh-t
shorty said i’m needy
i’m a diva, dumb b-tch

[chorus]
bust, bust down rolly
watch him flip the pot
beamer i3 like the mum on the block
before you hit the trap
check my line, don’t knock
barrels in my pocket
seven pints i cannot walk

[verse 2]
dumb thot suck d-ck
ride fast, move b-tch
f-cked up, oh sh-t
[?] seal break
oh sh-t, what the f-ck
i can’t stop, not glowing up
gucci loafers super soakers
thirty clip [?] pistol [?]
i’m too rich now
foreign and i spaz out
on two pills, this b-tch gon’ take this d-ck now
flexed up, bands up
on my f-ck sh-t (f-ck sh-t)
shorty keep your pants
i only want some neck, b-tch (only neck)
count it, count up every day (count up)
migo shooter but he cover up his face (he cover up)
feel like a chief, it like my birthday everyday
.223, i ain’t even gotta aim

[chorus]
bust, bust down rolly
watch him flip the pot
beamer i3 like the mum on the block
before you hit the trap
check my line, don’t knock
barrels in my pocket
seven pints i cannot walk
bust, bust down rolly
watch him flip the pot
beamer i3 like the mum on the block
before you hit the trap
check my line, don’t knock
barrels in my pocket
seven pints i cannot walk



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