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ytb fatt - like me lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, huh

[chorus]
every car foreign car, gas pump, 93 in the tank
if i get him k!lled, just might get away, i been honest all my life
i done gave this sh+t my all when i heard they gave bro all that time
i ain’t never met no n+gga like me, my fault, got a couple n+ggas like me

[verse 1]
bro kept it real, i gave him two dimes for not droppin’ a dime
bro got life, i show him my shows, tired of him showin’ me the yard
my first heartbreak was zai, got k!llers for days, sh+t, i go hard
i just left my hood (what else?)
make sure grandma good (what else?)
i just heard another diss, bro say it’s overstood (where you from?)
i’m from a hood where they get a chance to do it, they’ll do it (knock your sh+t off)
this sh+t i’m doin’ for zaivion ’cause he couldn’t
(man, i be rappin’ and i finally get that sh+t off my mind, i’ll be alright)
bad b+tch suckin’ d+ck all day, put my d+ck right where her dentures
he swerve the city with a k, came to me, we finally clipped him (knocked him off)
i got a good home, try to play with me, i’ll wash your dishes (on zai grave)
and i be findin’ it funny they don’t know how to stay down with you (uh+huh+huh)
i find it funny they wait to get shot at to buy a pistol (uh+huh+huh)
finally see it for what it is, they tryna use me
my n+gga called like, “i love everything you doin'”
[chorus]
every car foreign car, gas pump, 93 in the tank
if i get him k!lled, just might get away, i been honest all my life
i done gave this sh+t my all when i heard they gave bro all that time
i ain’t never met no n+gga like me, my fault, got a couple n+ggas like me

[verse 2]
b+tch f+cked the whole city, reputation gone soon as she dykin’ (what else?)
gave this sh+t my all long time ago and i’m still tryin’
they can k!ll every ho on earth, she the last one left, i still wouldn’t wife her (uh+huh, i mean that)
i’m just now startin’ to savin’ this sh+t, three mil’, i seen it
with cheese on my head, chill in the studio, sk in a beanbag
sl+t the b+tch out, i’m in the yami with her playin’ team tag
i’m the f+ckin’ richest, in a cybertruck with wham, ho look like a blood flag
when it come to my hood, i ain’t sayin’ sh+t, this rank right here i been had

- ytb fatt lyrics

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