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yo - fuktokyo! lyrics

counting the bread up
i′m getting my guap now
she wanna suck me up, she wanna suck my c*ck now
i can’t trust no lame n*gga
yeah all these n*ggas cops now
run up to yo house and we f*cking blow yo block
down
i play song many men
i got phones in my hand
and yeah im flying through the air
but you can′t talk to me til i land
you not my bro you not my man’s
when we counting up money can’t shake yo hand
im far from numb but i can′t go from wendy high
cause n*gga im standing on bands oh yeah forreal
counting that money im counting that guap
i know some n*ggas who hate im on top
if i catch a lil opp ima make sure he popped
n*gga i hear crickets everytime that you drop
lil brodie a snitch cause he talk to the feds
if im catching him once im popping his dreads
nah buddy scratch that we hoppin out leaving his name flat
cutting up in the brand new maybach
crack the seal best believe imma face that
wanna diss on a n*gga that lil boy a face tat
if i got the chop best believe imma spray that
yo pockets skinny and n*gga mines fat
he dissin the label we getting him wack
you n*ggas be junkies yall snorting on crack
3.5 on the gun if he tryna run boy he getting tapped
d*mn shot him seen him once
if he crazy on my name b*tch imma up my gun
i go crazy with my stick imma show him some
lil 5 died by that sh*t n*gga so what
n*ggas sliding on yo block blowing sh*t up
and we slide with that k you won′t see us coming
what what
masked up in the bush lil n*gga didn’t even see me coming
when we hit that block had to sell bg just keep on dumping
and not like that we had him running
you n*ggas g*y imma keep it 100
you cry bout a dumb n*gga quit all that fussin
told her i ain′t with the n*gga i ain’t doin no cuffin
n*ggas cap on the internet quit all that bluffing
when a n*gga got timbs he ain′t doing all that stomping
im in the trap with lil aidyn you know we gon run it
(im in the trap with lil aidyn you know we gon run it)
n*ggas not dynamic like my twin
bad lil b*tch ima f*ck on her friend
if he a rat n*gga k!ll him in
i cannot beef with y’all i got a kid
me and mar take you down n*gga like a twin
yo music is ass get pushed by the wind
talk on the o you get k!lled like you said
yo mama a b*tch and she wearing a wig

- fuktokyo lyrics

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