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fat trel - bodak yellow remix (gleesh-mix) lyrics

[intro]
dance now
she don’t dance now she make bands now uh
she don’t dance now she make bands now uh
fat trel

[verse 1 : fat trel]
stupid n-gg- what i done to you except trap in front of you
every time i come around you just acting uncomfortable
too legit this new designer clip this b-tch a point and shoot
my young n-gg-s in the trenches come get some embalming fluid
backwood, she sit front em j’s take the fun away
i’m still fresh up outta jail how i can’t keep my gun away
while i waited on my sentence i would smoke a ton a day
obviously,back up in these streets it time to come and play
i was vibin’ to the beat in the kitchen with the key
went straight to the radio that 95 to 93
everybody turnin’ up i think its time i got a piece
if you think about running up this pump will knock you off your feet
hands down,i’m thee man now you understand now?
i can’t tell my soldier stand down he want that man down
went to p-ss for my p.o today i’m on them xans now
if she think about violating this choppa make a bad sound
woah, i get the work then i roll i get it fresh off the boat
i did it all on my own,pull up and get you a bong
pull up too late then i’m gone,i might just do me a song
you should just leave me alone, no you should just leave me alone
i don’t know why she keep stalking or calling my phone
i pick up and tell her i’m gone , they oppin’ she working for police
just keepin’ it g what n-gg- hotter than me?
i promise i got it for cheap, just keep it discreet eat the patek the phillippe
i promise i got it i’m shoppin’ for profit,you shoulda just got it from me
i cannot play with my potna he did me a solid i’m puttin’ it back on the street

[chorus : cardi b]
lil’ b-tch, you can’t f-ck with me if you wanted to
these expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bl–dy shoes
hit the store, i can get ’em both, i don’t wanna choose
and i’m quick, cut a n-gg- off, so don’t get comfortable, look
i don’t dance now, i make money moves
say i don’t gotta dance, i make money move
if i see you and i don’t speak, that means i don’t f-ck with you
i’m a boss, you a worker, b-tch, i make bl–dy moves

- fat trel lyrics

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