fitty – can’t hide lyrics
[chorus]
grab a g2c or a gen’ 5 (ya, ya, ya)
f+ck yo dead bro, “where he at?”, he get me high
beat yo block, i clean it up you gon’ prolly die
catch him lack on feet, the boy can run, but he can’t never hide
[verse]
got yo b+tch, she on my snap
she like how i rap
we gon’ get into it, she say “fitty, i like that.”
got yo hoe, she over here
cts+v, i can’t steer
you not slime, you a queer
gut from lean, it ain’t no beer (ya, ya, throw it up)
she like how i’m goin’ up
good drank got me throwin’ up
dropped the lo’ and he ain’t showin’ up (showin’ up, ya)
[chorus]
grab a g2c or a gen’ 5 (ya, ya, ya)
f+ck yo dead bro, “where he at?”, he get me high
beat yo block, i clean it up you gon’ prolly die
catch him lack on feet, the boy can run, but he can’t never hide
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