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too solid - cousin fik lyrics

[intro]
yeah, mane
i’m sick wid it, ain’t going for nun
we too solid over here
feel me?
i’m too solid!
(fresh on the beat, so you know that sh*t slaps)
cousin fik
look

[verse 1]
snuck my youngin in the club, his berretta in too (come on, you good lil bruh)
i got uppers, downers, over the counter medicine too (what you need?)
sick wid it lieutenant, n*ggas better salute (big facts)
even when i’m doing bad, i’m doing better than you (eeeh!)
your b*tch on my head like shampoo (she on my line)
like a football banner, she getting ran through (guaranteed)
too legit, still serving hand to hand too (yup)
work make the fiends dance like dan rue (yeah baby)
i stay off in the cuts, but i’m barely home (no)
how you a roadrunner, but you barely gone? (how?)
i might hit the d to see what berry on (what’s up, n*gga?)
choose, got a couple in this carry*on (choose)
got the mamas and they going for the high
the b*tch hoeing for the guy
said i’m broke, that’s a lie
hahaha, nice try (hahaha)
hillside til i die
if you real, high five
jealous n*ggas i despise
let’s keep this solid sh*t alive
[bridge]
and stay down like 4 flats (4 flats)
even though they tryna stab me in the back (in the back)
they got us real n*ggas under attack (attack)
but i ain’t goin out like that (like that)

[hook]
i’m too solid!
i ain’t never been salad
i’m too solid!
sucker sh*t is invalid

[verse 2]
who said they know somebody better than me? (say what, where they at?)
well put me in front of em (right now)
they say it’s only 6 real n*ggas left in the world
and guess what? (guess what?)
i’m one of em (fasho fasho)
sh*t, that’s probably why i get a lotta hate (mhm, hmm)
like kd when he came to golden state (remember that?)
i can feel them plotting on what’s on my plate (i feel it)
they want me to tear my achilles and not be great (that’s cold, huh?)
this where n*ggas get splashed when the tec blast (tec blast)
this where you rich, getting your neck slashed (dangerous)
candy paint glisten like wet grass (grass)
had to give my fiend a ride to get her check cash (come on)
and she finna spend with me
i bought a syrup brick for 1,050 (juice!)
my haters wanna be friends with me
wanna sip hen’ with me (know him doe)
til i’m off point, then get me (catch me slippin)
man, you phony n*ggas been iffy (and that’s why)
[bridge]
i’ma stay down like 4 flats (4 flats)
even though they tryna stab me in the back (in the back)
they got us real n*ggas under attack (attack)
but i ain’t goin out like that (like that)

[hook]
i’m too solid!
i ain’t never been salad
i’m too solid!
sucker sh*t is invalid

[instrumental]

- cousin fik lyrics

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