m row – snippet lyrics
[intro]
[?]
(kezii)
([?] made this)
m row
[chorus]
like, everybody know i’m the face of manhattan
you could tell in my songs, i’m not chattin’
i really make movies, i’on care for the action
f+f+flock out the v, i’on care about crashin’
ds on my d+ck, tryna stop me in traffic
b+b+been outside, and i always been active
chop on my waist, i ain’t doin’ no passin’
like, i’m just addicted to clappin’
[post+chorus]
n+gga, how you just let me get close up?
how the f+ck is you clutchin’? you still got your pole tucked
now he with casper, got shot with a ghoster
y’all be tuckin’ them hits, y’all just know not to post none
chop on my brief, and i don’t need a holster
free b+rah fetti, he the rolla, no coaster
b+b+bust down cuban, i ain’t wearin’ no choker
if i don’t got the chop, you gеt harmed with the poker
[verse]
likе, the f+ck is the holdup?
pass me that n+gga you rolled up
heard he got shot in his back and his shoulder
b+b+backwood finger, this sh+t like a boulder
she a dyk+ with the opps, so you know i’ma fold her
why she feel crazy? i’on know what y’all told her
b+tch, is you bipolar?
got shook like soda, don’t mean coca+cola
vibe with the beat, go with the rhythm
o+o+oh, that’s an opp? go and get ’em
like, make sure that you hit ’em
one n+gga dancin’, the other one with him
mad n+ggas died, and there’s numerous victims
razzy was lucky, i dead could’ve fl!cked him
boppo was tight on the floor, n+ggas kicked him
i’m mad, ’cause i wanted to rip him
i’m makin’ it short, i’ma call this a snippet
in the hood, n+ggas know i’m the ticket
if you joinin’ my camp, just be ready to fl!ck it
i’m totin’ on jada, i ain’t talkin’ no pinkett
n+ggas talk on the net, but they see me, it’s crickets
f+ck, n+gga, why you ain’t cl!ck it?
neck shot got him chokin’, like he ate a biscuit
with no juice, like, that sh+t was wicked
[outro]
tape droppin’ real soon, y’all know the vibes, n+gga
everybody shot down, flocked down, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout?
[?] know my bop, n+gga, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout, n+gga?
like, m row
[chorus]
like, everybody know i’m the face of manhattan
you could tell in my songs, i’m not chattin’
i really make movies, i’on care for the action
f+f+flock out the v, i’on care about crashin’
ds on my d+ck, tryna stop me in traffic
b+b+been outside, and i always been active
chop on my waist, i ain’t doin’ no passin’
like, i’m just addicted to clappin’
[post+chorus]
n+gga, how you just let me get close up?
how the f+ck is you clutchin’? you still got your pole tucked
now he with casper, got shot with a ghoster
y’all be tuckin’ them hits, y’all just know not to post none
chop on my brief, and i don’t need a holster
free b+rah fetti, he the rolla, no coaster
b+b+bust down cuban, i ain’t wearin’ no choker
if i don’t got the chop, you get harmed with the poker
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