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slump6s - fosters lyrics

[chorus]
ten bands up on the table, mmh
i tell them, “what is your offer?”
he don’t want smoke with these fosters
he stay with a k, he stay with a lobster
these n+gga fake, n+gga, imposter, huh
i’m eating steak with the lobster
that n+gga hang with the opps
you touchin’ my chain it’s finna cost ya’
you ain’t the same, i think i lost ya’
puttin’ in pain, came from the bottom
this hoe insane, you all on my body
you was too geeked up off of molly

[verse 1]
fly to new york, and i link up with gang
i’m callin’ up 1500
talkin’ on me, boy, you should be ashamed
they said i would not be nothin’
b+tch, look at me now
i told her, “don’t look at my phone”
and girl, you will not see nothin’
issey miyake the jeans, i’m rockin’ supreme
i feel like the man now
these n+ggas lookin’ for handouts
i’m not finna give it to them, mmh, mmh
i just be thinkin’ outside of the box, and puttin’ the ceiling through it (ok)
these n+ggas said to do exquisite sh+t
well n+gga, i really do it
that n+gga got a glock with no heart
b+tch, i’m finna really shoot it
[verse 2]
tell him to link up
we send that boy to the sky
iced up like the 4th of july
strapped up, n+gga, why would you lie?
masked on, i’m a [?]
[?], you wanna die?
we send that boy right to god
he talkin’ down with no job
tell her, “get out my face”, with that cryin’

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