mackned - fyb lyrics
[verse 1: mackned]
look, okay, my dad thought i grew up fine
but he a n+gga and my mom thought i grew up broke
but we ain’t trippin’
n+gga, i see everything
you ain’t sittin’ where i’m sittin’
get some money in yo hands, [?] n+ggas start to listen
look, you n+ggas wave yo things around but ain’t n0body pull it
b+tch, you need to catch a trick like you rodney mullen
even when i’m going through it, swear it’s hardly showin’
i’m mackned, [?] and i might bust ’em open
[?]
left a hole in the shirt, i guess she back to sewin’
i’m from the city where it rains, yeah it’s back to pourin’
suicide sh+t got you movin’ back to [?]
and when they put me on the moor is when i got my wh0res
but when she threw me on the floor is when it look like p+rn
bright lights, i got abducted, now i’m back and forth
but i can never trust a gum+smackin’ wh0re
[chorus: lil b]
i’mma f+ck your b+tch n+gga, i’mma f+ck your ho n+gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n+gga
finna hit the room, with your b+tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f+ck her sister and her cousin
i’mma f+ck your b+tch n+gga, i’mma f+ck your ho n+gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n+gga
finna hit the room, with your b+tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f+ck her sister and her cousin
[verse 2: key nyata]
wake up, b+tch, and smell the marijuana
[?] but i glow in the dark
i am the spark
the tony stark with heat through your heart
so b+tch, please don’t start
or be popped like tart
use your mind and get smart
these n+ggas lost in the dark
how you driving in park but still complain that you starve?
i think you failing to see the n+gga you really are
there are levels to this
infamy, you are far
but a n+gga like me conquer a boss with a bar
i’m the genie in a lamp and you a b+tch in a jar
and, nine out of ten, i’m with yo b+tch in yo car
you n+ggas tryin’ too hard
i’m rolling weed in a cuban cigar
gettin’ acquainted with stars
you n+ggas tainted by far
too many lies in a bar
i steer clear of you fake+ass broads
sn+tch the [?] off a fake+ass boss, n+gga
[chorus: lil b]
i’mma f+ck your b+tch n+gga, i’mma f+ck your ho n+gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n+gga
finna hit the room, with your b+tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f+ck her sister and her cousin
i’mma f+ck your b+tch n+gga, i’mma f+ck your ho n+gga
twamps in my bag like i’m sipping on a fo’ n+gga
finna hit the room, with your b+tch started sucking
i’m gold grill shining, f+ck her sister and her cousin
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