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g-holy - fa me lyrics

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[verse: g+holy]
holy holy holy!
stack paper..
by the layer, i’ma trapper and a keeper
play and you gon’ meet the pastor and the reaper
hoes love me, say i’m nasty a libra
the scale say it need break from the reefa
you diss the god, its takeover and ether
and back to back, try me, i ain’t playin’ wit’ u neither
they gon’ need mook or lux fa me
keep a bad one that’a toot it up fa me
n+ggas comin’ masked down, ruger’d up fa me
peep ya live background and shoot it up fa me
gave her native tongue, had the jimmy for the buddy
leader of the new, i ain’t gonna lie, i got the cuty
goat since a kid, i ain’t never been a ugly
ya favorite rapper fraudin’, and a hoe, and a junky
g+holy kept it real the whole time tho
ballin’, still spitting on the low like rondo
fat and lightskinned when they used to call me prime tho
sweatin’ turkey bacon, he the truth, he can rhyme tho
first mixtape before twenty
paying for the stu’, l prezzy spent the money
gutta, pace+o too, they held it down fa me
i kicked a whole n+gga out the group, that was funny
trav had his crew, they called us out, b+tch, i’m comin’
asked tran for the 38, i ain’t runnin
g+holy, i’ma youngin’ and a og
low key, can’t give away the whole stee
first half of my life was a tough season
h+ll at 12 like nas when he snuffed jesus
and tell them n+ggas have fun wit ya gun squeezin’
i been spoonin’ all day, b+tch it’s cuff season
i tell relly count the money up fa me
……..ugh

[female voice]
holy!



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