fbg cash – yb flow lyrics
[intro]
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[verse]
b+tch n+gga mad ’cause i said what i said
hunnid grams on ya head
get ya blamed, now ya dead
where i’m from playing tough will get you trunked
n+gga act like he want beef with me i suggest that he don’t
okay cool cash i feel like i’m ready
hold that camera steady, when i spit this sh+t is deadly
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i think these n+ggas forget that i’m strapped like armageddon
you get toe tagged, bagged with yo’ broke ass
you do not get no cash, me i want some more cash
n+gga pull yo’ guns out, this smoke blow yo’ lungs out
playin’ games with the gang, that sh+t ain’t no fun now
i think they want me dead
come and get me i ain’t scared
i got shooters on parole that’ll still crack yo’ easter egg
i’m sick and ain’t no antidote
i’m the gremlin and the goat
you talk all that raw+raw sh+t, but still ain’t let yo’ hammer blow
b+tch n+gga, snitch n+gga
i can’t hit no l!cks with ya
rip to gravedigger, he ain’t ever save n+ggas
[?] what i hate n+ggas, f+ck all of these fake n+ggas
if i cut ya off get off, i don’t replace n+ggas
i just wanna rock out with my draco like a handgun
stop the beat, i thought i heard p+ssy n+ggas sayin’ sum
they cried in that background, turn up and get clapped down
thinking i just rap until you rap, and it’s a rap now
hold up where that bass go
they do what i say so
i fell off the short bus, they thinkin’ i play slow
he got hit with lots of sh+t
they don’t let the case go
you ain’t tryna to win, then why the f+ck you in the race for n+gga
[outro]
gang gang since potty trained campaign [?]
you know how the f+ck we comin’
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yeah
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yuh
yuh, yuh
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