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fire squad - feltz or f3ltzyy lyrics

intro * feltz

ayy
most wanted
the mixtape
lets get it
look

verse 1 * feltz

cruising on the m*way in a maserati
it’s a party, all the b*tches getting naughty
keep on talking, party till the morning
i ain’t yawning, money out, money up, like i’m balling
my all in, my heart in, my heart out
rap till i pass out and dark out, i’ll spark out
and done your clart now
if you want arms house
i will take it to your mums house
with guns out
so get the funds out uhh
get your mum our bruh
war wound and a war scar, ar
i got it and i go in so hard
i can leave you so scarred
out cold on the tar, ar
you wouldn’t know what hit ya
bit ya, slit ya
takeover, hitler
i’m sicker and sl!cker
so don’t get it mixed up
you best fix up
before you get hit up
so don’t, don’t b*tch blud
you b*tch boy
i’ll hit the switch, won’t miss boy
i’ll hit boy, straight in your wig boy
wig shot, get popped
bang, bang, head tops
ain’t got no deadlock
d*ck swinging freely like dreadlocks
make your b*tch bed rock
f*ck all the fed, cops
brought up on a dead block
money on my mind, money on my tick*tock
i’m like a ticking bomb, ready to go off
so you really wanna know all the things i’ve been through
you don’t know nothing bout me, you won’t fit in these shoes
i’ll be with the fire squad. better know they shoot
boo hoo, you lose, i don’t care about your crew
cos you snooze, you ain’t doing no moves
who am i? who are you?
to be honest i’ve got more sh*t then you to lose
i’ve got life i don’t really know about you
but how to become a rapper is what i do
i do, give my vows to my tunes
and my dudes, their be by my side like ribs do
had to cup couple people off they just thick dudes
f*ck all the haters they ain’t into what i’m into
chef salad for a munch and some good food
caribbean love, in the house, in a good mood
chilling with some yardies, chilling with some hood youths
chilling with some barbies, chilling with some good dudes
it’s a good move
like i dodged jail
f3ltzyy on the mic, going sick, get well
i’m up next, their upset, from their face i can tell
free all my guys in jail who didn’t get bail
here’s a penny for your thought go and write it down
they’re like “what happened to feltz, he use to be a clown”?
going crazy on the strip with the knife out
put the knife down and moved to a nice town
cos the city isn’t pretty
it’s gritty and it’s sticky
i’m chasing the lizzy
come on whose with me?
happy to see 22, praying for 50
23 this year, that’s a blessing
cos i’ve got homies who didn’t 15
believe it
south of the thames will leave you bleeding
heave breathing, like you smoking
haters preeing, but they’re rodents
i’m omnipotent, where’s the potent?
we’re smoking blunts, get it out
b*tch you know that we’re glowing
green town where i’ll be b*tch, get to know it

- feltz or f3ltzyy lyrics

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