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i be in my prime - fbg young & fbg dutchie lyrics

[intro: fbg dutchie]
huh? (huh? huh?)
i be in my prime, huh? (let’s get it)
huh? (clout boyz)
gang (huh?)
huh? huh? (i be in my prime)

[chorus: fbg dutchie & fbg young]
i don’t be in my glory, shorty, i be in my prime
i be posted on the block with this p89
it hold seventeen shots, not no thirty, but that’s fine
that’ll do a n*gga decent, crease him up with that iron
you can think a n*gga lyin’, okay, cool, yeah, that’s fine
and i stay clouted up, okay, cool, all the time
and i know you see my watch with my screws gettin’ that blind (uh*huh, ayy)
and i stay clouted up (godumb), shawty, i be in my prime
[verse 1: fbg young]
i be clouted up, shawty, i be in my prime (my prime)
neck, ear glew, wrist shine like daytime (d*mn, bling)
splurgin’ through my city, me and my k9s
ride up in that constipatеd jag’, sh*ttin’ on their ass
cop a block and hit the block, it’s time to gеt my cash up (trap money)
i might hit the trues store and spend it on my swagger (i’m flee)
dirtied up my double cup, i’m leanin’ like a pastor (i’m leanin’)
flyin’ past these haters, tell them f*ck boys turn their catch up (catch up)
i don’t do that glory, i be on the block posted (st. lawrence)
water vvss lookin’ like pacific, oceans (godd*mn)
they scoutin’, scopin’, i see these n*ggas watchin’ (i see ’em)
man down, step your d up ’cause we got offers, gang (boom, grrlah)

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
i don’t be in my glory, shorty, i be in my prime
i be posted on the block with this p89
it hold seventeen shots, not no thirty, but that’s fine
that’ll do a n*gga decent, crease him up with that iron
you can think a n*gga lyin’, okay, cool, yeah, that’s fine
and i stay clouted up, okay, cool, all the time
and i know you see my watch with my screws gettin’ that blind (let’s get it)
and i stay clouted up, shawty, i be in my prime

[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
i be in my prime, i be flexin’, i be checkin’
got this fn for my weapon, met my new thot off of western
she be neckin’, she be s*xin’, i be gafflin’ and finessin’
man, the opps steady dyin’, man, i know these n*ggas stressin’
but that’s another story, but not to switch stories
swear to god, these p*ssy n*ggas sweet, mcflurry (goofy, sweet*ass n*gga)
fully automatic fire rapid in a hurry (grrlah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
and i’ll take a goofy*ass n*gga out his glory (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, boom*boom)
catch me off in traffic never lackin’ with that four*fifth (that f*ckin’ move)
dutchie, i’m the man with the bands if you ain’t notice
jewelry so bright, she seen the light, she couldn’t focus
talkin’ ’bout my screws when i’m talkin’ ’bout that glow sh*t, gang
[chorus: fbg dutchie]
i don’t be in my glory, shorty, i be in my prime
i be posted on the block with this p89
it hold seventeen shots, not no thirty, but that’s fine
that’ll do a n*gga decent, crease him up with that iron
you can think a n*gga lyin’, okay, cool, yeah, that’s fine
and i stay clouted up, okay, cool, all the time
and i know you see my watch with my screws gettin’ that blind
and i stay clouted up, shawty, i be in my prime

- fbg young fbg dutchie lyrics

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