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xvnи¥ - fuckaround lyrics

[verse: muks died]
i ain’t jump up on your track, boy
unless we f-cking gang
oh, you talking money in my lane?
f-ck you mean?
i’mma stack it up
i started in the trap
that’s routine
i wake up and hit the stu
then light the gas, aye
smoke
say you on that smoke
all you do is choke
f-ckaround
i’mma wet you up
i hope that you can float
underground, in the dirt
[?] like it was home
lemme tuck you the f-ck in
[?] before i go
i got money home
wait, and watch sometime
watch sometime
i got hundreds in my paypal overnight
overnight
aye, no f-ckaround
we puffin loud
til we runnin’ out
and we won’t
aye, we smoke [?]
we sniffin [?]
like scarface with that c-ke
(sheesh)
started off {?} halfway
now i sell a bean like it’s blow
i was in and outta them cells, k!ller
now i’m in and outta your home

[verse 2: xvnny]
claim to be within my ranks
you on the hit-list, b-tch-t-ts
this the sh-t you b-mp
when you be feeling m-s-ch-stic
bars so sharp
you slit your wrist with the lyrics
artistic spit, it’s lit
the way i flip sh-t
s-d-stic
obviously
stomp another emcee
just for thinking
he in front of me
f-ck
all those b-tches you kick it with
ain’t got half of my penmanship
i’m heaven sent and devilish
all you others irrelevant
top sh-t, b-tch
i’m feeling rich when i ain’t cop wealth
but got stealth
like solid snake
i’m sneaking up discreet to
k!ll the game and
watch it bleed as it drops health
drop out of life
with the mic in my hand
bet i’ve gone south
talking out on that f-ckaround
please b-tch
you live at your mamma’s house
got cops around you
patrolling the premises
you been an opp since day one
ain’t no question, b-tch
talking out on that f-ckaround
please b-tch
you live at your mamma’s house
got cops around you
patrolling the premises
you been an opp since day one
ain’t no question, b-tch

- xvnи¥ lyrics

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