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fm jig - hot shit lyrics

[intro]
gang man n+ggas know what the f+ck going on man
f+ck all the dead goofies, man we still smoking all the dead opps n+gga

1 richiey get money

[verse]
we ballin thru the n with big chops and big fn
tryna crack lil [?] show no remorse we might just crack his friends
spin back, then go spin again big draco, shut down yo team
hollows gon’ f+ck up yo skin, get hit with the glock with no [?]
bounce out the cut with fifties, baby drac got a titty
don’t tryna book no smitty’s, ar got ’em looking sh+tty
can’t go out like i’m ricky, if [?] we run the city
no we don’t f+ck with kitty’s, lost they man, they h+lla silly
[?] don’t f+ck with rats cause they remind us of the cats
slapped up, we bounce it back that’s 23 shots out my mac
slapped up, we bounce it back that’s 23 shots out my mac
caught a goofy loafing he ain’t see us now wе spinning back
[?] wrapped ’em up
hopped up out thе beamer truck, [?] sport slow as f+ck
pump brake watch me hit a cut
ballin’ in that new tl, in the n bunk as h+ll
d+mn, i think i lost my scale, crack a goofy tryna trail
now we back in traffic, see lil flip and make ’em wrap it
faking and got no traffic, [?] man make n+ggas slap it
pressa p, all we on yo ass all week, don’t start beef
we knock out all t++th, he running from the 223
now we back on the bridge, we two deep lurked up with a fifth
hollow gon’ make ’em strip, lil dude was cappin’ in that diss
bald head them b+tches, rip we catch a goofy make ’em flip
hollows, they gon’ f+ck his body up just like a f+ckin’ fish
now, we got them r’s we two deep lurked up in two cars
me and reeske ballin’ out through traffic
bounce out shakin’ laws, [?] tell the law they can’t catch this car
[?] send him to mars, hit him make em see some stars, this new [?]
fendi on my f+ckin’ draws, new [?] i like ’em all
audi with the supercharge, volvo, man that b+tch that too small
bending corners shaking laws
presidential stolen cars, presidential stolen cars
[outro]
man, n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on
f+ck all the goofies, aye we back outside
come catch up, man
n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on
talking big glocks
tell all the f+ck boys catch up
gang

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