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fasho - 4kkrashoutt lyrics

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intro: [1k] uh we outside wit it, man that boy a b*tch

where the opps at i know that they be hiding yeah tell him spin the block lil brodie got the chop he flip the whip, geekin’ off the percs i swear to god man this sh*t got me sick. i got so much money in my pocket call it dog sh*t. if we spin the block lil bro you know you gone get hit too much f and n’s and choppas let me add another glit i ain’t askin’ for no p*ssy i just wantchu suck the d*ck me and gang we all slidin we just known for takin’ risk. skirt off in the benz might as well just take ya b*tch smokin’ on that n*gga chip, my k!llas be k!llas i send my n*gga kai to do a hit. rollin’ up that za pack lil n*gga come try that flaa flaa he ain’t make it back. my soulja’s be k!llas so you know they down just to catch a hat. n*ggas y’all bе p*ssy y’all ain’t really in the mix, ain’t no time for switchin’ on that sеt boy you still gettin’ hit and you ran from the gang why yo stupid ass trip, [4kkrashoutt verse] he keep dissin’ on the gang but i heard that he a snitch, tbh i think he mad cause u keep f*ckin’ his b*tch the p*ssy n*gga tired to run but he ain’t know i had a switch i walked him down i’m standin’ over and i hit em in his sh*t, i was lurkin’ on his page so i know he got a stick hit him up i was like trade’s but i’m slimy as a b*tch 2.23 it hit his brain now the n*gga dumb as sh*t and they stopped spinnin’ in the cars cause that sh*t always get flipped, call up bro tell that n*gga that we got a f*ckin’ l!ck but he ain’t come cause that n*gga always comin’ up on sticks wipe his nose it start runnin’ i thought that n*gga was sick catch a f*ck n*gga lackin’ i’ma hit em in his sh*t, hold up, uhh let me switch the flow up boy once i drop this song i might just f*ck around and blow up. he keep dissin’ on the net i shot that n*gga from the nose up, he keep dissin’ in them songs i left that n*gga wit his toes up. hold up i told that n*gga keep his pole tuck, i took that n*gga down i left that b*tch n*gga wit no buck’s he was spinnin’ on my block and then that p*ssy n*gga froze up. i was aimin’ at his head i left that n*gga wit a low cut

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