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fxck’em over - butta b lyrics

yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

i steady be f*ck’em over that n*gga a b*tch he owe us
i steady dripping this fashion these b*tches be all up on us
glizzy got a extension attached
walk in the shows we go through the back
i run up the money that is fact
pull up h*llcat that sh*t is fast
whole lotta b*tches
i am so litty
have a ménage like i am diddy
mir got the fifty
i got the glizzy
pull up rite on then we get busy
i just ran up a check in sak’s
i don’t give a f*ck about none of my ex
chop up the dope i got an axe
slide on your homie we smoking pack
shoutout to unc he call me jail call
when he come home we going to the mall
just want my homies to all to ball
when i get rich we getting audemars
bad b*tch she don’t got no flaws
she said lean back she suck d*ck like a hall
bang bang sh*t just like chief keef
bullets flying sh*t go through your t**th
dream chasin just like i am meek
i can never live with defeat (neva eva eva eva)
i can never eva live with defeat
we gonna slide every day of the week
don’t try no truce or no peace (yeaa)
yeah don’t try no truce or no peace
i steady be f*ck’em over that n*gga a b*tch he owe us
i steady dripping this fashion these b*tches be all up on us
glizzy got a extension attached
walk in the shows we go through the back
i run up the money that is fact
pull up h*llcat that sh*t is fast
i steady be f*ck’em over that n*gga a b*tch he owe us
i steady dripping this fashion these b*tches be all up on us
glizzy got a extension attached
walk in the shows we go through the back
i run up the money that is fact
pull up h*llcat that sh*t is fast
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

- butta b lyrics

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