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fitzy - yfns lyrics

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[chorus] yung fitz neva snitch can’t get caught up with no b-tch i keep a glizzy case they wanna start sh-t put some exotics on my wrist put some thousands on my kids got 2000 plays right of rip my big choppa got hollow tips i get high i get lit got a glock and a few rounds in my starter kit they tried sending shots but yeah they missed f-ck jazlynn she a stupid b-tch got some inflation all in her lips lowkey i was feeling sh-t 12 years old but i f-cked your b-tch

[verse 1] we ain’t snitching that’s on my life b-tch want my snap my insta my skype watch flooded with all this ice feel like jordan with all this flight smoking sh-t right out the pipe don’t talk sh-t if you won’t let it bite i can make him see a white light i can make him lose his life i left a hoe on the side cuz she ain’t my type we pull out the uzi if we miss him by the slight he talk sh-t got his brain in the sights i’m really toting that pole lost ten thousand at the gucci sto’ if they talk sh-t better pray to the pope because i’m the grim reaper imma go take his soul yung fitz always do the most

[chorus] yung fitz neva snitch can’t get caught up with no b-tch i keep a glizzy case they wanna start sh-t put some exotics on my wrist put some thousands on my kids got 2000 plays right of rip my big choppa got hollow tips i get high i get lit got a glock and a few rounds in my starter kit they tried sending shots but yeah they missed f-ck jazlynn she a stupid b-tch got some inflation all in her lips lowkey i was feeling sh-t 12 years old but i f-cked your b-tch

[verse 2] they be faking they make me really tempted b-tch betta run cuz i tote that second amendment they be acting depressed for a little attention she say 10,000 i thought i was tripping b-tch really messing with my feelings if he mess with my homies i ain’t scared to k!ll em r.i.p all them, yeah i really miss em if i find the k!ller than i’m finna rip em skirt skirt in my new rolls drip drip in my new clothes fake fake he pseudo not real he pluto sconticut neck come and pull up yung ceej he on the come up that’s my homie he my yung blood they talked sh-t but didn’t do nothing

[chorus] yung fitz neva snitch can’t get caught up with no b-tch i keep a glizzy case they wanna start sh-t put some exotics on my wrist put some thousands on my kids got 2000 plays right of rip my big choppa got hollow tips i get high i get lit got a glock and a few rounds in my starter kit they tried sending shots but yeah they missed f-ck jazlynn she a stupid b-tch got some inflation all in her lips lowkey i was feeling sh-t 12 years old but i f-cked your b-tch

[outro] mess around get a hunnid boy yung fitzy he a stunna boy drip drip like gunna boy go though the hole like a tunnel tell that b-tch to hide her exes cuz i dont f-ck with no b-tterboy



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