ftg metro - casket lyrics
(my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy)
(and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket)
(i swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action)
(chorus: ftg metro)
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
i swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
(verse 1: ftg big metro)
i’m that suiter wit’ no manners wit’ the red bandana
don’t matter on camera, ima’ still blam ya
i remember back in grade 7 otcha showed me mac 11
that will send them ops’ to heaven
or maybe even h#ll, i couldn’t tell
they rather see me in the cell, than in a mansion
livin’ world infinite, cash is ill
won’t stop grindin’ till my momma live a house like uncle phil
they tried to take my cousins, had them runnin’ up the hill
so now i get to bustin’ till i see the blood spill
sh#t got h#lla real, shooters hopped up in the field
b#tch we got them guns, that could get them n#ggas k!lled
got them n#ggas on the run, like this sh#t was track and field
you a guaranteed p#ssy if yo ass take a deal
you be snitchin’ on yo n#ggas, so you gotta be a sill
give my young n#gga them ties, see them where i face a deal
so once you see them masks, then yo ass getting k!lled (k!lled)
(chorus: ftg metro)
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
i swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
(verse 2: ftg hardo)
i’m tryna stack my bread up like i’m betty
my momma always told me that you gon’ be like yo daddy
revenge could take 100 years, i’m just waiting on the addy
i been prayin’ to god that i catch these n#ggas in the ally
they momma gon’ feel it f#ckin’ celly (ay)
cause they really cut my n#ggas belly (yah)
my n#ggas play with sticks just call in belly (yah)
my n#ggas play with sticks just call in belly (yah)
my finger really itchin’ just to catch you n#ggas slippin’
after that, we gon’ see who really f#ckin’ trippin’
cause my n#ggas shootin’ like they name is scotty pippen
i got a b#tch in the trap, i tell her clean the dishes
after dirt, she gon’ hold the smiffin
cause you know hardo, ya he f#ckin’ crippin’ (crippin’)
after dirt she gon’ hold the smiffin
cause she know hardo, ya he f#ckin’ crippin’
(chorus: ftg metro)
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
i swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
my momma said you gon’ be just like yo daddy
and my lil’ n#gga he be sleepin’ in a casket
swear to god my n#ggas really bring that action
if you on us, swear my shooters bring the static
(end of the best song of the decade)
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