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zay308 - fym? lyrics

(lil tim)
ha f+ck a traffic ave
oh they think i signed for a lil’ 50? b+tch go do yo math

ha cmere

(zay308)
pop out wit’ extended clips make him forget he had his glock
red tips gon’ creep up out the mag if that boy try to send that thot
he speak on bro we make sh+t quake bet we gon shake up the whole block
i swung that k it hurt my shoulder, but it made that n+gga rock
seven shots all in his chest im tryna rip out that boy heart
them boys know zay put on that ski i get on timin’ after dark
3am outside his window leave sh+t stank just like a fart
kick in that door like 40 deep im tryna take a n+gga top
like a raccoon on his block i had to pop out black face
dont you try to run my bro a athlete take ya ass to first base
i ain’t chasin’ sh+t b+tch im to lazy b+tch this ain’t no foot race
catch him tryna think and switch sh+t up i leavе that boy r+t+rded

switch sh+t up and leavе him splat that lil boy brains look like peach cobbler
step on sh+t just like a roach if that boy snitch might beat his toddler
that boy granny still on life support said f+ck it switch the doctor
say she tryna f+ck+
(d+mn there go her lying ass right there)
say she tryna f+ck them hallow tips gon eat her f+cking cl+t
he all by his self i bump that drake knock off his f+cking d+ck
he keep dissin’ kasie must not know we really send a blitz

n+gga, what he say?
thats that fully stick

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