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figgy baby - 3sum lyrics

[verse 1: damag3]
i f+cked that gemini, could’ve sworn to god i had a threesome
i like the duos when they foreign, now they speakin’ my lingo
she drummed up a proposal but i don’t want no ringo
but i like to gaslight so it wasn’t a complete no
shawty vegan so she backin’ out of beef, i call her j cole
90/10 split if wonderin’ ’bout my take home
look, we got nines, we got techs
man, the whole squad geeking
had to bail rob out of jail, he was tweaking on mich+lle
and on sasha and malia but i dropped him at fema
told them he committed fraud, yeah on god bro, i’ma demon
f+ck around with a top dog, you gettin’ dropped like you reason
gеt you shot up in toronto, i ain’t cheesin’
get your whole team murdеred like a group of crows
that p+ssy saved my life, it was a super hole
i sent your music to my group chat, it was a super “no”
i f+cked that viking dreads girl off of tiktok
that p+ssy dry as h+ll, it ain’t no drip drop
i’m the one to break the ice way i’m sn+tching chains
i got some closure with drake, turns out
it was the braids

[verse 2: rob apollo]
look, look
the stick that’s on me isn’t illegal, it’s just frowned upon
real big stepper walk in and the ground is goin’
spittin’ sh+t ’til these townies goin’
anorexic on the block, we be workin’ ’til the pounds is goin’
real phenomenon
i was hatin’ pigs way before i found crime
yours went on a chase that i’m loungin’ on
really creepin’, h+o+v layin’
this is me and my demons, ay
pay a fee if she need me to feed her
hard+action d+ck, i make feed off of eaters
i+ don’t need two girls to lever
my bipolar piece made me feel like a cheater
pull up on my wife, they/them, this is not a girl
way you see my eyes made him, finna shock the world
we could get you k!lled for a shot of pearl
my shooter mental ill, he is finna block the earl
i’d lose anything for a bad b+tch
i could eat a rich girl like i’m damag3
he a city, baby
me and figgy baby
tired of my ass girl?
i need some titties baby
[verse 3: figgy baby]
she/her, ze/zir, them/they, fee+fi+fo+fum
call me what you want, b+tch, i’m still him
got that o+c+d l+g+b+t f+i+g+g and some field meds
asked me where i’m from, i said “i’m mexican”
they said “oh, i’ve never been, i’m puerto rican”
guess, i’m caribbean for the weekend
her dad and all, i need a meetin’
vale la pena, yo pagué la renta
me pagué en la bolsa, y más de ochenta, más de ochenta, sí
más de ochenta, más de pues, uh, más o menos, uh
i wanna [?] en venta, whatever, yeah
high poison damag3, so we eat the rich
one percent p+ssy, ninety+nine percent d+ck
listened to your music, one hundred percent sh+t
my miniskirt on, one hundred percent brick
wassup?

- figgy baby lyrics

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