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​presspercs – got my fye out w/ extended clip lyrics

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[chorus]
fake runtz, i ain’t smoking on that
finna go slide, my outfit all black
if you run up then you gettin whacked
caught his ass stealing boy you gettin slapped
speak on the gang thas the day you meet death
50 band gang, n0body get left
i bang to the right never to the left
you got a chain then you getting pressed

[verse 1]
shoot at the opps i run off with that mac
i know that they jam but i f+cks with the tecs
countin up green, sh+t look like a smack
jus made 150 yea that a lil snack
i got the drop finna plan an attack
stole all yo sh+t you ain’t getting it back
yo b+tch in my room im gon hit from da back
real right sh+t, yea you know i do that
im gettin rich sellin percs on the net
yo homie dead, you cannot accept
sold him a prеss but it look like a xan
n0body know you nah you ain’t da man
shot in the head i dont givе a d+mn
smooth drill, all he hear is a bam
i got fye out you know i ain’t friendly
b+tton on the glock to take it off semi
diamond chain on my neck cost a bentley
30 round hollows, you know this sh+t deadly
[chorus]
fake runtz, i ain’t smoking on that
finna go slide, my outfit all black
if you run up then you gettin whacked
caught his ass stealing boy you gettin slapped
sold him some percs and you know that they pressed
shoot at his grave we ain’t lettin em rest
so many opps man that sh+t got me stressed
aim for his head, caught a shot in his breast

[verse 2]
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[chorus]
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