young breed – fdb lyrics
i ain’t tell myself i ain’t killin’ them
rockers are mill sh-t, haters be filling it
all of my b-tches exotic, straight out the projects
you know i can tint them
4 on 4 orgy, getting me forgy,
all y’all sweating, i be hit’em
y’all get talkin’ that trash sh-t
lil’ n-gg- better know i’ve been flippin’
don’t hate nothin’ but that fool
go f-ck that snitch
i hear ya tellin’ on your home boys
that’s a fla up sh-t
i’ma thrill that n-gg-
can’t tear that from him
pro’ly got that working
i’m like c’mon, work it
walk it in a trezzy
put it in a paw
watch it dead like vitti
grip that glutch,
ain’t get caught slipping
i’m a real -ss n-gg-
strictly bout my business
if you ain’t bout that
then i’ma tell you like this
you ain’t got the wracks
then you ain’t bout sh-t
money rule the world
money rule your girl
money get me dollars and pearls
money on my mind and your girl on my d-ck
how a n-gg- pull a thing like this?
caking and casing and still no replacing
doing my thang till she thought i was hatious
all these watches i got with no pay sh-t
f-ck that b-tch, but you pro’ly gon’save her
blue tie, bank keys
where i’m form, n-gg-
everything done deed, had been done
my true gang, from my shoe gang
can’t touch this sh-t
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