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only fans - bossmancamo lyrics

chorus
ima gets all mine n that’s for certain
n*ggas get around me n startin actin nervous
y u mad at me cuz yo pockets always hurtin
f*cking yo b*tch on ledge we don’t close the curtains
got my clip in my grasp hold wit both hands
ion want one i want both friends
new ice on my neck different color crayon
broke b*tch i don’t wanna see yo only fans
riding innat steamer and i don’t got no ls
hit me for the drugs break it down onna scale
it don’t matter different states send it thru the mail
can’t sit for too long gotta make a sale

verse:
i’ve be working day n night need to start
pacing
lost family to the system got my mind racing
mama always told me if u want it chase it
all black wit the mask n*ggas think i’m racist
different shot glock hit u wit these different casings
on the scene inna fefe and we off the jiggas
hating cuz u broke and u know we them n*ggas
i’ll die for this sh*t ain’t n0body made realer
coming from the zoo i just wanna act gorilla
i can’t fail i’ve been working for this sh*t since 12
got hit wit sh*lls now the boy tryna tuck his tail
oh well thank my lawyer i ain’t inna cell
was goin to heaven but ik i’m goin to the gates of h*ll
smoking za i got residue in my nails
been thru h*lla sh*t but f*ck anotha life
love the hood yea my heart belong to 79th
yeezys on my feet but always had my stripes
got dracos wit ar i ain’t got no type
yo n*gga is a goofy cuz we took his pipe
who woulda knew it’ll be the sh*t that take his life
chorus
ima gets all mine n that’s for certain
n*ggas get around me n startin actin nervous
y u mad at me cuz yo pockets always hurtin
f*cking yo b*tch on ledge we don’t close the curtains
got my clip in my grasp hold wit both hands
ion want one i want both friends
new ice on my neck different color crayon
broke b*tch i don’t wanna see yo only fans
riding innat steamer and i don’t got no ls
hit me for the drugs break it down onna scale
it don’t matter different states send it thru the mail
can’t sit for too long gotta make a sale

verse:
innis b*tch hoes shaking ass on my lap
doing groupie sh*t cuz they kno that i rap
u ain’t hear we got that last n*gga body wrapped
like i’m sitting inna audience im getting n*ggas clapped
i don’t kno you n*ggas i ain’t givin n*ggas dap
hit a route up the block caught em running laps
me hittin l!cks put my name onna map
100 days 100 nights coolin inna trap
hunnit grand put on yo head if u got me in ya mentions
took the vert ona lsd lane switchin
i was broke down bad i was penny pinching
sactown to the ground comin from the trenches
po a 4 of the woc cuz it’s thirst quenching
all these n*ggas got my name in they f*ckin mouth
cuz they b*tch doin splits onna d*ck in they f*cking mouth
get in then we out ion talk too much f*ck the clout
back to home invasions if i know the gang hit a drought
f*ck yo brand auburn gresham that’s the land
hit the the dollar store just get some rubber bands
broke hoe i ain’t sending sh*t to yo only fans
chorus

ima gets all mine n that’s for certain
n*ggas get around me n startin actin nervous
y u mad at me cuz yo pockets always hurtin
f*cking yo b*tch on ledge we don’t close the curtains
got my clip in my grasp hold wit both hands
ion want one i want both friends
new ice on my neck different color crayon
broke b*tch i don’t wanna see yo only fans
riding innat steamer and i don’t got no ls
hit me for the drugs break it down onna scale
it don’t matter different states send it thru the mail
can’t sit for too long gotta make a sale

- bossmancamo lyrics

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