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fns.philly - talkin lyrics

[hook]
yeah, had to get up out my feelins, got right in sum’ racks (got right in sum’ racks)
everything i say be real man, everything be facts (everything be facts)
i know all these n+ggas fakin’, everything be cap (why that sh+t be cap)
how you tellin’ on the gang, and jack you not a rat
drop the lo’, he gon’ send the eta, ay (send that eta)
paid 10k, then my lawyer beat that case, ay (he gon’ beat that case)
suicide doors, hop out, pull up out that rafe, ay (skrr)
sp+ceship coupe, inside look like outer sp+ce, ay

[verse]
only action, i’on like to talk a lot (lot)
n+ggas plantin’ weeds, so i had to cut the crops (cut yo’ sh+t off)
thought you was my brother, but you turned into a opp (you a f+ckin’ opp)
i know that;s yo’ shawty, but shе suck me like a thot
b+tch i’m hoppin’ out that car, choppas on me, wе in all black (glaaa)
lil’ boy don’t start playin’ wit me, i’m have to spin back
how you mad about a b+tch, n+gga get yo’ get back (get yo’ get back)
i’m the last dope boy, only thing i get racks
yeah, you could find me where the guap at (where the guap at)
n+gga try to talk to me, choppa it gon’ talk back (glaaa)
fllrt, fllrt, glaa, glaa
glocky wet his block up
b+tch i’m gettin’ mad, i swear to god i shoot his block up (i shoot that block up)
these n+ggas always talkin’ and they playin’ on my name too (on my name)
these bullets wanna play too
30 clip erase you (glaaa)
hold on philly better calm down
f+ck that
b+tch i love them gun sounds
runner, he get gun down (glaaa+glaaah)
momma told me keep that heater on me, it get cold out
philly went and blew up, n+gga on his own now
n+ggas started switchin’ on me, b+tch i stayed ten toes down
i’m the only n+gga that done came up from my old town
[hook]
had to get up out my feelins, got right in sum’ racks (got right in sum’ racks)
everything i say be real man, everything be facts (everything be facts)
i know all these n+ggas fakin’, everything be cap (why that sh+t be cap)
how you tellin’ on the gang, and jack you not a rat
drop the lo’, he gon’ send the eta, ay (send that eta)
paid 10k, then my lawyer beat that case, ay (he gon’ beat that case)
suicide doors, hop out, pull up out that rafe, ay (skrr)
sp+ceship coupe, inside look like outer sp+ce, ay

- fns philly lyrics

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