lil pokédexxx - f.i.f.a lyrics
[chorus: greatluck]
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
[verse 1: lil pokédexxx]
i don’t play, i’m on the way
f+cking different b+tches like every day
i be flipping switches like i’m on a plane
b+tches taking pictures like i got the fame
i seen your face before
but i forgot your name
we used to talk before
but now you’re acting lame
now i spend a couple grand on a chain
i spit a lot of fire now they call mе [?]
walk into the club and i just made it rain
got your b+tch but she driving mе insane, yeah
[?] so i cannot complain, yeah
stay awake all night like a raver
when i’m in the ‘rrari, speed racer
diamonds on my head, colder than a glacier
[chorus: greatluck]
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
[verse 2: lil pokédexxx]
i don’t play
every day it be the same
f+ck your b+tch, yeah, she lay
on a shirt like the stains
she walk in high heels in the day
pull up in the lambo, i don’t switch lanes
b+tch’s booty bubble like a champagne
got these bottles popping, finna make it rain
spend 20k on a new chain
dressed in all black like the dark ages
i’ma stay lowkey like a secret agent
baby lookin’ at me ’cause i got the fame
lamborghini yellow, feel like gucci mane
i’m making round trips like a ceiling fan
livin’ in the six, [?]
i be wearing bape like i’m in j+pan
new designer shoes every time i land
[chorus: greatluck]
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
got a chopper on me, i let it hit
.223 and .44, that’s on my hip
got a chopper on me, i let it spray
b+tch, you know this isn’t fifa, i don’t play
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