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sme taxfree - f-o-sachi lyrics

[intro]
that’s versace you steppin’ on
versace?
you can’t spell versace?
fo+sachi
f, o
huh, ah

[verse]
f+o+sachi, i don’t owe n0body
all that fat foreign sh+t, yeah, that’s us in the lobby
f+ckin’ b+tches, that’s my hobby
boy, i’m icy like a hockey, told my jeweler hit it, rocky
i don’t know her nationality, i just know she call me papi
i can’t find my phone in ’em, boy, both my pockets sloppy
we’ve been drinkin’ all this trish’ ’cause we can’t find no wock’
they a distro in cali, then i bet they know about me
ooh+wee, this b+tch fast, i just threw this b+tch in sport
tried to throw my bag in the trunk and forgot i was in a porsche
boy, this motor in the back, n+gga, yours in the front
in the louis store in cali tryna buy some louis shorts
boy, you n+ggas too poor
you know ballin’ ain’t a crime, but i treat it like a sport
twenty racks for these buffies, louis wearin’ rich dork
eatin’ tomahawk steaks, use my knife with my fork
where the b+tter at?
i met your b+tch house, the key under the floormat
wanna wanna get paid, this the format
eighty yings straight from cali, where your door at?
that’s a robot, that ain’t no regular floor vac’
i can’t f+ck with you n+ggas
i be tryna backdoor, but my front open, n+gga
but my neck full of chains like i put some tokens in it
buy a super+charged range and drive down locust in it
my main b+tch said she won’t leave me, ain’t no f+cks given
on my head say they need me so they gon’ keep spinnin’
they want me to drop again, boy, i must be spittin’ venom
amiris cost a lil’ g but i could squeeze a thirty in ’em
still wearin’ denim tears? boy, that’s some cheap denim
i don’t wanna put it on me just ’cause levis did it
i was just in the county, three sepi, n+gga
couple n+ggas d+ck suckin’, probably three five n+ggas
i’d still be the man if i was three+five, n+gga
boy, this rollie on my wrist cold, make a n+gga shiver
i’ve been sh+ttin’ on n+ggas, i can’t get up off the sh+tter
catch an eight every week, prayin’ it don’t f+ck with my liver
[outro]
ahh
stomach hurt, n+gga, i be catchin’ so much juice, n+gga, gettin’ this sh+t every week, n+gga
i got scripts
script, script, script, script, script, n+gga, i’m the doctor on my baby
n+ggas can’t f+ck with me with this sh+t, n+gga, on my baby, get to talkin’ crazy, n+gga, just listen

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