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viss - fefefe lyrics

[verse 1: viss]
yuh, yuh, yuh, new acne all on my denim
i’m too raw, man, i feel like phenom
call up my slime, you know he gon get him
suck my sh+t like the sh+t had venom
talked on bro, okay, lets get ’em
b+tch want me and i ain’t ‘een met her
brand new stones, these sh+ts rosetta
i got a four i’m pouring up mix
ain’t talking chocolate she give me+
they sending shots, they finna miss
couldn’t find act, so i’m sipping on tris
drop a lil 10k on my wrist
keeping a pole, using no fist
he split the pole, n+ggas done switched
he talking down do ’em like chris
make that lil hoe handstand
broke n+ggas, can’t stand
do it cuz i can can, my hoe listen to kankan
they say “viss he that man”, wear all black like batman
she call me a bad man, i live life like a madman

[verse 2: xstasyslim]
i might rock out with my b+tch
i might hop out with my b+tch
i might pop out with my b+tch
so stop talkin’ ’bout my b+tch
’cause you can’t f+ck with my b+tch
me and my bro pop with sticks, we aim that fafa at his lip
aim that fafa, it won’t cl!ck, k go gratata, it’s gon’ hit
off the blunts, can’t my feel my b+lls, man, i got zaza in my p+ss
i got high with a freak ho, now she start nodding on my d+ck
fefefefe, zaza in my lungs and achilles
i’m like you wan go to kekes?
baby, i might let you eat me
on my belt, yeah, i like bb
i like skrt, yea srt
she wan’ f+ck, yeah, we can see
its some bands, yeah, all on me
[verse 3: ayerp]
hm, he tryn’ run, we knock em off
i stay with that choppa, dawg
i stay with fiz, we flock it all
my b+tch, my b+tch, my b+tch
she bad as f+ck, can’t get like dis
like ten racks, that my f+cking drip
walk em down, b+tch, with slim and viss
slide round we do ya, big stones on my neck, medusa
i keep drakes, fns, and rugers, walk down, got bentley shooters
slime ’em out, slime ’em out
forty band diamonds got h+lla rocks
many sticks, many chops
tryn’ catch a hat, might spin yo block
run up p+ssy b+tch get back
money signs in my name, lil b+tch, a$ap
broke b+tch not speaking no racks
hunnid racks hunnid chains diamonds big facts
five bands when i walk in saks
tryna put givenchy on the racks
told em send a low i got a pack
for my n+gga fiz we throwing slattsss (yea)

- viss lyrics

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