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future - faceshot lyrics

[intro]
i’ma run this one all way down
non-stop, you know what i’m sayin’?
see how i’m comin’?
(i just told richie we rich)

[chorus]
yeah, playin’ with the girl out in fresno (yeah)
i like to get hyphy for a kilo (yeah)
i f-ck with lil’ shawty, she got deep throat (yeah)
get your -ss h-t for a c-note (yeah, yeah)
push start, big foreign (big foreign)
in the nick trap with the big 40 (big 40)
stuffed the m inside the goyard (million dollars)
my natural job dope boy (d boy)

[verse 1]
skrrt, skrrt in a fast car (skrrt, skrrt)
skrrt, skrrt in a fast toy (skrrt, skrrt)
skrrt, skrrt, cook the yay’ up (skrrt, skrrt)
skrrt, skrrt, got my weight up (yee)
gold-wrapped ten stack, got a n-gg- geeked (skrrt)
i go shoppin’ in europe, n-gg-, i ain’t cheap (skrrt)
lost count, put up all the profit ten weeks (skrrt)
just in one week, it sold a thousand pounds on one street
gold on my teeth, put some red bottoms on my feet
i f-ck with freaks, one, two, three, keep it a g
motherf-ck them hoes, we treat ’em like the police
motherf-ckin’ throwed, my n-gg-s tryna od, yeah

[verse 2]
skrrt, skrrt, that’s my wrist talkin’ (that’s talkin’)
skrrt, skrrt, the pot moonwalkin’ (moonwalkin’)
skrrt, skrrt, that that new forty (that new forty)
skrrt, skrrt, they goin’ 730 (730)
since we made it out the swamp, it must be h-ll (730)
i’m young pluto, b-tch, i’m trappin’ out chanel (730)
one thousand dollars for all my shoes, i’m very rare (true story)
ayy, f-ck a dog collar, n-gg-, i’m a bear (dog)
ain’t gon’ front, i brought out the egg beater (huh)
rich n-gg- but i’m seein’ dead people (ain’t gon’ front)
lordy, all these models all head eaters (yeah, yeah)
half of these b-tches sleepin’ with the grim reaper (woo)
rich n-gg-, put eight in on one liter (woo)
had to buy some extra diamonds to make my arms even (woo)
you not upper echelon, you not a don neither
we gettin’ the same money as illuminati (‘luminati)
he wanna prove a point and try to catch a body (catch a body)
they gon’ double up the money for the faceshot (for the faceshot)
they gon’ kidnap his wife for the safe spot (for that safe spot)
tell ’em shoot her in the face, b-tch, i hate thots (yeah, i hate thots)

[chorus]
yeah, playin’ with the girl out in fresno (yeah)
i like to get hyphy for a kilo (yeah)
i f-ck with lil’ shawty, she got deep throat (yeah)
get your -ss h-t for a c-note (yeah)
push start, big foreign (big foreign)
in the nick trap with the big 40 (big 40)
stuffed the m inside the goyard (million dollars)
my natural job dope boy (dope boy, dope boy, dope boy)

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