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fetti gunz - everything k lyrics

[intro: fetti gunz]
grrah grrah
1050
oy
ogzk
(nijah, your something special)
like what?
t++tee wit me, like ahh

[chorus: fetti gunz]
on false move, he get took off the set
t++tee a demon, shoot till nothin’ left
spin through wit a dreamteam or a hat
most these n+ggas rappin’ they ain’t spinnin’ jects
lil bro tried to run, i guess brodie was stressed
spinnin’ through the opp blocks wit’ my tech
told dee to stay strapped up, spun the hill, lil kay got whacked up
it’s doak, tryna find me some lackers (bow bow)
tie him up, then we blast him

[verse 1: teanna hound]
why these b+tches be talkin’ on gang, when i walk through they block, i bet i leave em’ stained
rah rah got clapped, caught a bullet to his brain
when i take me a cab, remind me of that day (b+tch)
spin through a block with a knock
love them lil dread heads, totin’ they knocks, like
spot a b+tch, my lil bae get the drop (glah)
doak, that’s a flock in a box
got me thinkin’, why a n+gga cappin’
never seen me in person, stop lyin’
deady is dead, and n+ggas ain’t get back since (deady)
spot a gz, he get turned into past tense (drilly k)
bad b+tch, i be spinnin’ the jackson
ballin’ on court, and roll up noah’s ashes (noah)
in the hood, i stay totin’ a ratchet
flock us somebody, turn that to a habit

[verse 2: fetti gunz]
we the n+ggas who spinnin’ through blocks (broad day)
catch doa in person, take his knocks
on a block, it get lit in the spot
got a lil thottie throwin’ on the block (baow)
me and t++tee like lilo and stitch
matt savv dead and all they do is snitch (matt savv)
dbd n+ggas stay wit’ a bl!ck
when i see “him” in person, i’mma cl!ck (dont’ run, p+ssy)
doomsday on the block it get lit (glah)
you could get shot for takin’ you a fl!ck
why these n+ggas all on jayjay d+ck? (like how?)
like we ain’t spin through and throw shots on they strip
got the drop on a opp, we gon’ spin (we gon’ spin)
spin through the well, put the beam on his b+tch (boom boom boom)

[outro: jay fronto jail call]
big 1050 sh+t man
free me and the brims n+gga
we smokin’ all deads, opps or not n+gga
suck my d+ck

- fetti gunz lyrics

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