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marrgielaa - fukk nike lyrics

[verse]
(f+ck you, n+gga)
yah
these n+gga not in the street (and f+ck yo’ hood too)
i got the drugs and i got the lean
b+tch, i’m onnat’ block wit’ that .223
chase a opp down that f+ckin’ street
i catch that b+tch, you know he get beat
pull up and i clear the scene
you know that mac right by my jeans
slime him out now he say i’m mean
i get the rackzzz, n+gga, wit’ no money machine
we got guns and we got lean
i’m in the field, i’on play for no team
b+tch, ballout like i’m in the league
hol’ up…
but n+gga don’t want beef
tory lanez, i don’t shoot at feet
that headshot knock out his t++th
b+tch, catch a opp any day of the week (stomp on his head!)
you know i’m trappin’ in that f+ckin’ street
yah
outside, got the stick on me
i take over like the chineseee
onе man team, can’t sign me
i got that glock it’s right besidе me
i’m onnat’ block…
i’on care if they like me
f+ck a blue check and f+ck nike
facetime, don’t try to skype me
i shoot first, don’t try to fight me
off the radar, you can’t find me
them diamonds f+ckin’ shinin’
i am not quanos, b+tch, i’m not on that timin’
if i catch a opp then he dyin’
trap, everyday, i’m not wastin’ no time
i’m off the drugs, it feel like i’m flyin’
these n+gga rat to cut time (f+ck you, n+gga)
b+tch, i’m a star, i’m gon’ shine (and f+ck yo’ hood too)
don’t want that b+tch, she not mine
they know that i’m the real slime
i shoot at that b+tch, now yo’ momma cried
don’t worry, i’ll be just fine
i jumped to the front of the line
sippin’ on lean, b+tch, this ain’t wine
i’m off the drugs, i’m losin’ my mind
i’m onnat’ block, you know that i’m slidin’
i hop out wit’ stick, now that n+gga died
i’m sellin’ them brick, every f+ckin’ time
you try’ take that sh+t then them bullets fly
you not my twin, don’t call me slime
ysl, wit’ the gucci slides
i’m outside, i got that fye
b+tch
(stomp on his head!)

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