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ftbz 4 life - dave blunts lyrics

[chorus]
just look at my bank account
i ran up my mo’f*ckin’ money, so that’s why these n*ggas, they hating now
i’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch, i hit from the back, she don’t want me to take it out
i’m mixing the xanax with the rohypnol like jesse jones
i was stuck in [?] ’cause mathew wouldn’t take me home
i was stuck in pine ridge ’cause mathew wouldn’t take me home
and yo’ b*tch got mileage, yeah, the whole gang ran through your ho
and i’m sippin’ on codiene, i got wockhardt in my styrofoam

[verse]
yeah, told that b*tch madison, “don’t call me no more”
i f*cked your b*tch, yeah, i sl*tted your wh0re
run up on me, i send shots at your door, yeah
and i got a van cleef on my double neck, and two cartier’s
and i’m f*ckin’ this dyk* b*tch, and she telling me that she don’t wanna be g*y
and i’m ftbz, yeah, i got that name from darkest days
it was like six years ago i told madison, “don’t walk away”

[interlude]
i feel bad for any n*gga that trys to date that b*tch, ’cause she just won’t leave me alone
i mean she’ll have a boyfriend and still try to call me
all the time but that b*tch is on a block list, like i’m on some ftbz sh*t
i don’t give a f*ck

- dave blunts lyrics

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