fordeeg - stats lyrics
[intro]
where’s your soul
find it where you don’t just wanna fly
leave your home
are you scared to die
[verse]
i got pieces missing out my bag packed full of goodies
shawty d+mn, kiss that on tip
l!cking ain’t no cooties
shawty booty more pr+nounced
when she pick dress that show her beauty
like my track i date and take that b+tch to
hilton not the boonies
coca cola hit i got 8’s and flip
da wobble on my d+ck
this sh+t macho as it get
you apostle or you simp
you a braful for some tits
i was hollow like them tips
id make $300 a week
i need more until i’m geeked
i don’t want to go to sleep
folding swishers ain’t no crease
fascination with the police
and how them b+tchеs get to eat
50k you took my stash
100k i need it back
i inhale your quartеr pack
this just options quarter back
i don’t owe you nun but half
i don’t show you on my graph
how you lagging with your stats
i’m just magnum ain’t no rap
popping shots n it’s a wrap
tyson wraps and f+cking macs
bullets stacks which b my racks
all my raps are straight attacks
all my gats they blowing back
all my straps they come attached
to my magic and my bag
[outro]
motorol’
i can hear your call
telephone
holding our resolve
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