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only response - fbg dutchie lyrics

[intro]
foenem grave, n*gga
f*ck n*ggas, on foenem, this is my only response, shorty
ball up top, though, check up, shorty
and i’m in indiana right now, yeah

[verse]
they made you mad, for real, you f*ck around, just made me mad, for real
they should’ve told you i’m the dad, for real, i come through and it’s belt to ass, for real (brr)
i can’t even say who got smashed, for real (nah), but trust me, a f*ck n*gga passed, for real
like i wanna get on your ass, for real
catch you in traffic and crash, for real (skrrt)
i don’t even talk about b’s, for real, i really be catchin’ them b*tches
uh, i don’t even talk about the opps, for real, ’cause i really be stretchin’ them b*tches (boom, boom)
i hope n*ggas ready, i know n*ggas’ daddy, i been at the addy, i’m watchin’ the house
he pop out that b*tch, shoot him in his sh*t, leave his eye on his lip, now he watchin’ his mouth (boom, brr, boom)
b*tch, you must got the wrong impression, i’ll teach you lil’ n*ggas the longest lesson (nah)
pull up and hop out with the longest fn (skrrt, skrrt), they left that lil’ n*gga right on the 7 (boom, boom)
b*tch, last n*gga got the long discussion (b*tch), i don’t want no tracks, i want songs or nothin’ (nah)
you p*ssy*ass n*ggas wear thongs or somethin’? (p*ssy) all that motherf*ckin’ d*ck y’all be suckin’ (b*tch)
b*tch, you n*ggas be drunk as h*ll, you p*ssy*ass n*ggas out absolute
i catch you, i’m spankin’ that ass and i ain’t goin’ down for child abuse (brr, brr, brr, brr)
lil’ n*gga gon’ die in his chain, i catch him and whip him like massa do
lil’ boy better watch what he say, he get shot in his mouth, now he snagged a tooth (boom, boom)
what you n*ggas wanna shout like the reverend and sh*t?
i don’t beef with no shorty, your ass ain’t a threat in this sh*t and you know i’m a vet in this sh*t
thirty*two in the grr and it ain’t nothin’ less in this sh*t, get your ass all arrested and sh*t
i done went on a move, n*gga dropped, but i never got dropped, i ain’t goin’ like jeff in this sh*t
i be checkin’ ’em up, shootin’ this b*tch from half court, i be feelin’ like steph in this sh*t (boom, boom, boom)
i be facin’ ’em up, i be shootin’ this b*tch in they face, i’m feelin’ like melly (boom, boom, boom, boom)
let’s hop out a striker, we go through the middle (skrrt)
i’ll walk with the stick like the boy was playin’ billiards (boom)
step back, shoot it in your face, i’ll blow this b*tch like lillard (boom, boom, boom, boom)
n*ggas talkin’ like they k!llers (huh?), but they talk too much for k!llers (you know that)
it’s a whole lot of k!llers and i’m with ’em in that room (you know that)
they must lied, said i’m a goofy (what?), i won’t do that, i’ll sue ’em
have my lil’ b*tch drop that lo’ and do that n*gga like he scoom
nah, f*ck that, b*tch, let’s hit the m (b*tch), go put shots, we in the gym (grr)
he in the club, thought he was 2pac, blow this sh*t above the rim (boom, boom, boom)
knock off a limb, you know i’m him
invadin’ sh*t just like i’m zim
i lazer sh*t, his light got dim
they chased him down, knocked off his tin (come here)
b*tch, all you n*ggas my sons, i look at y’all, y’all dutchie as h*ll
huh, n*gga wanna diss on the gang, lil’ bro, they said you musty as h*ll
n*gga say he smokin’ on folks in a song, know how many n*ggas died for that?
uh, duck got k!lled, i don’t know what you thought, you think i ain’t slide for that?
stupid, soon as we bumped, i put sh*t down
i done blitzed sh*t in the town (brr)
i done blitzed sh*t on the pound (brr)
i’m tryna catch me a lil’ hound (boom, boom, brr)
i done put sh*t in the ground (brr)
i left n*ggas lost and found
i just snap, don’t make a sound
catch a b, shoot out of town
[outro]
b*tch
[?], on foenem grave, n*gga
[?]
[?] over east n*ggas, any of them n*ggas, any, any, anybody, i’m from the s, for real, on my dead homie

- fbg dutchie lyrics

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