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get active - fatboy bino & drew jackson lyrics

[intro: drew jackson]
(that’s some krishtall)
srt, yeah (big stepper, ayy, yeah)
srt, yeah (mm)
srt, yeah (mm, yeah, come to slide)
srt, yeah (big stepper)
jackson, bust down, ap, yeah
scat, [?] (yeah, jackson)

[chorus: drew jackson & fatboy bino]
these n*ggas know that we really influence (influence)
postin’ ’em guns, you must think that you doin’ some (you must think that you doin’ some)
glock with them switches, you know we gon’ do it (flacko, baow)
so you better sit down ‘fore them youngins get active (we actin’ crazy)
bullets like bees the way they attack them (the way thеy attack them)
b*tch, we ain’t playin’, why you n*ggas be actors? (y’all n*ggas somе hoes)
once a n*gga got a scat, i told you he [?]
we ain’t even crop, but they know we gon’ clap ’em (clap, boy)
slidin’ scat pack, me, junior jackson (junior jackson)
bust down rollie, i ain’t stuntin’ no patek (no patek)
got a b*tton on the back, that b*tch shoot automatic (brr, brr)
brr, he duckin’, i caught him in traffic (in traffic)
high speed chase, get away, no crash (no crash)
he broke as [?], well, i guess he fat (n*gga’s ho)
n*gga, pockets on e, can’t even cop a p
i ain’t even got a dub, how you tryna compete?
[verse 1: j.r.]
we the sickest young n*ggas in the city
grip on a semi while i grip on her titties (double d)
i don’t want the head, no l!ckin’
come through, slide, find out they missin’ (find)
switches get to blowin’ like kisses
brown skin glock, no g hold .50 (brr)
yeah, this b*tch be hittin’
ain’t no duckin’ these automatic glizzys (on god)
big body ‘cat, n*gga, this ain’t no hemi (what?)
come through, we growlin’, your b*tch here with me (ayy)
how many shots in this dodge? got plenty (ah)
spin on your block everyday ’til we dizzy
yeah (hey mama), i ain’t missed
momma cryin’, daddy tryin’ switch the [band?] with me
never been a ho, better stop all that b*tchin’
put him in the cooker, fried chicken (goated)

[chorus: drew jackson & fatboy bino]
these n*ggas know that we really influence (influence)
postin’ ’em guns, you must think that you doin’ some (you must think that you doin’ some)
glock with them switches, you know we gon’ do it (flacko, baow)
so you better sit down ‘fore them youngins get active (we actin’ crazy)
bullets like bees the way they attack them (the way they attack them)
b*tch, we ain’t playin’, why you n*ggas be actors? (y’all n*ggas some hoes)
once a n*gga got a scat, i told you he [?]
we ain’t even crop, but they know we gon’ clap ’em (clap, boy)
slidin’ scat pack, me, junior jackson (junior jackson)
bust down rollie, i ain’t stuntin’ no patek (no patek)
got a b*tton on the back, that b*tch shoot automatic (brr, brr)
brr, he duckin’, i caught him in traffic (in traffic)
high speed chase, get away, no crash (no crash)
he broke as [?], well, i guess he fat (n*gga’s ho)
n*gga, pockets on e, can’t even cop a p
i ain’t even got a dub, how you tryna compete?
[verse 2: drew jackson & fatboy bino]
take that fire on a date, i can’t go out like pnb rock (no pnb rock)
no, i’m gettin’ to that paper nonstop (nonstop)
he thought sh*t was sweet, now we put him on fox 13 (13)
so bino got the [?] ’round make a scene (make a scene)
beat it, jackson (woah), billie jean (jean, woah)
say i ain’t walkin’, f*ck you mean? (the f*ck you mean?)
might stuff me a .30 in ksubi jeans
i’m trappin’ that fashion, i’m rockin’ supreme
well, i got nothing to save, n*ggas i ain’t had a dream (real dream)
real trap n*gga, know i gotta love my fiends (my fam)
30k when i open my mouth, straight bling, sh*t water (pushin’ p)
i ain’t gotta hustle about anybody, who is your father? (who is your dad?)
know i run with them takers, they might sn*tch your charger (they’ll sell your ‘cat)
i ain’t droppin’ my price, i ain’t doin’ no bargain (no bargain)
n*ggas get out the line, then we pull up, spark ’em (pow)

- fatboy bino drew jackson lyrics

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