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moza kaliza – fvck lyrics

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[intro: lu+k beats]
prny, bagă beatu’, ayy!

[verse 1]
benzo, outta sight yea
facts, to ride with us need a license (yeah, wow)
ask politely
gang gonna f+ck you up like tyson
the bezos type, yeah
class, never dragged into a fight, yeah
lightin’ up them herbals in a pipe, yeah(jeez)
jeez, imma never need them benzos to revive, yeah
[pre+chorus]
b+tch, say my name!
f+ck the clout
f+ck the fakes
back on track
make it rain (hop on a plane)
f+ck the hate
f+ck the lies
got the grind
in my veins (burns like a flame)
f+ck thе rules
make my own
i want more
f+ck thе pain (we not the same)
f+ck you, b+tch!
bring the dough
f+ckin’ high
f+ck the fame (tough road from where i came)

[bridge]
ooh, b+tch, ima take another shot
been hearin’ them sayin’ i’m all those things that i’m not
y’all have opinions, i don’t give a f+ck about
been shaping these glutes to carry what’s about to come
ooo, still the same
god bless this moment and how far we came
can’t get up there without the sweat and pain
no compromises, we go f+ck f+ck f+ck
[chorus]
f+ck the doubt
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck the clout
f+ck, shut ya f+cking mouth
f+ck, f+ck, f+ckin’ cold
yea, b+tch drippin’ in gold
f+ck, f+ck, light a bong
f+ck, f+ck, f+ckin’ rage
drink, party, gettin’ laid
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck

[verse 2]
i be jeez, lie down, take a moment, b+tch breathe, gonna
die too young if you can’t control your hate, wanna
make me feel like sh+t just so you can feel better
b+tch, too bad that i’m tough like a motherf+cker
moza brings the heat like a motherf+cker
moza keeps it tight like a motherf+cker
b+tch lit up the stage like a motherf+cker
prny k!lled this beat like no motherf+cker

[pre+chorus]
b+tch, say my name!
f+ck the clout
f+ck the fakes
back on track
make it rain (hop on a plane)
f+ck the hate
f+ck the lies
got the grind
in my veins (burns like a flame)
f+ck the rules
make my own
i want more
f+ck the pain (we not the same)
f+ck you, b+tch!
bring the dough
f+ckin’ high
f+ck the fame (tough road from where i came)
[bridge]
ooo, still the same
god bless this moment and how far we came
can’t get up there without the sweat and pain
no compromises, we go f+ck f+ck f+ck

[chorus]
f+ck the doubt
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck the clout
f+ck, shut ya f+cking mouth
f+ck, f+ck, f+ckin’ cold
yea, b+tch drippin’ in gold
f+ck, f+ck, light a bong
f+ck, f+ck, f+ckin’ rage
drink, party, gettin’ laid
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck