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avianca 207 - furb lyrics

they know me as furb, but my real name is king owen
my wallet too d*mn thick, can’t close the b*tch, it just keep bowing
i think this .40 g*y cuz when it see the opps it’s only blowing
the way i work the stove, i should get 2 minutes for elbowing

robbed publix for a sub, i can’t say too much, the case ongoing
it’s time to settle down, find me a girl that’s churchgoing
unk got knee problems, he move around like tarik cohen
my opp catching a flight, i’m about to avianca 207 this d*mn boeing

yeah look that last bar up
tired of being a peasant, i’m bout to czar up
everybody got a price, unless you this far up
i’m about to start a cult, we setting up shop in dakar bruh
i’m about to start a french genocide
at my wedding, i lift up the vale, the money was my bride
way i whip my wrist, feel like kipchoge, i ain’t breaking stride
can’t have fun at the playground with durk, he won’t even slide

this glock so d*mn old, when it shoot it sound like kennel cough
you will always be 2nd to me, like you jared goff
i’m carson wentz, and i hereby hence, you need to knock it off
i’ma buy the company your mom work for, just so i can lay her off

what can i say? i’m a evil man
all i know is i gotta get to zoe before batman
got a girl from guatemala strictly to make me peach flan
i’m from georgia but my crib in colombia near popayán

i’m finna make it out the middle class
i’m from the south, they fishing for bass, i’m fishing for cash
ain’t religious but for that money, i’ll get on my knees at sunday mass

this the realest sh*t i ever wrote
i’m smoking opps all day, and i don’t even toke
i had to hire some sicarios, so i could take off a load
when the earth crumbling, i’ll be the one carrying the boats

shoutout to philly chat
i love y’all, i know y’all love me back
need a b*tch to tell me what to do, know i ain’t talking back
me and her in synch, when i slide, the key under the mat
been lonely as f*ck, i had to adopt a house cat
pouring par 4’s up all day, i look like jon rahm
this lean gut no joke, my stomach getting bigger than guam
need a spiritual girl to come over and read my palm
i got my ass kicked by charles oliveira, call me islam

cranking hoons on the regular, i feel like john daly
don’t forget, i’m still trujillo, and you still haiti
unk sipping remy in some khakis, he look like jim lahey
got 25 packs touching down, we run ‘em like shady

don’t get it twisted, i’m still pablo with the ego
if you talk behind my back, i’ll do you like he did kiko
… and i got a crib in rio
that statue ugly as h*ll, we should replace it with one of rio

- furb lyrics

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