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flintroit - fwc big key lyrics

[intro: fwc big key]
(big dreamwork productions)
cash gang key
what up, rio?

[verse 1: fwc big key]
you can die tonight
doin’ all this punchin’, i ain’t tryna fight (i ain’t tryna box, n*gga)
b*tch told me i’m bougie, i think she kinda right (you right)
black buffs, black ‘cat, this that wakanda life (black panther)
b*tch was tryna eat my neck, this ain’t that kind of ice
i came home from jail with sixty thousand and a mission (up)
you came home from jail with fifty dollars in your feelings (broke as h*ll)
should have a soap opera, ’cause you n*ggas all my children (get it?)
can wake up and f*ck on three hoes like it’s christmas (ho*ho*ho, n*gga)
i don’t got friends, that’s why i don’t rock the vlone
opps dead, ‘bows liftin’ weights, the weed strong (n*gga)
y’all not mans, went to do a drill and he told (snitch)
hotheads, point a n*gga out, then he gone (n*gga)
who run the d? y’all boys done found out
see an opp, i won’t need that n*gga nick to wild out, n*gga
i just put a n*gga b*tch in timeout
don’t get your nose wiped tryna think you slimеd out, n*gga

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
all onions in the spot, we don’t sell a dimе out it
today a light day, i only brought a dime out
old k in the corner, man, that b*tch in timeout
you think this b*tch don’t work, n*gga, come and find out
we the reason all the funeral homes booked up
y’all the reason n*ggas in the county makin’ cook*ups
i just stepped on a brick, it f*cked my foot up
just made twenty, blowin’ ten, the other ten gettin’ put up
i’ll drop a b*tch with this four*five with no remorse
i run flint, and, b*tch, i’m good in ecorse
chopper yellin’ loud, in a minute, it’s gon’ be ho*rs*
just poke your eyes out, ’cause you try us, that sh*t gon’ be worse
let’s go to war, it’s a fifty on this chop
headshots, i’ll make a n*gga diddy when i bop
try to name another n*gga in my city that’s this hot
shootin’ a five*seven, bullets move like hemis when i pop
[verse 3: fwc big key]
can’t’ find you, then i’ma take it to your people
chunky*ass glock, i can’t tuck it, this b*tch diesel
thirty*somethin’ hollows, but you hip, this b*tch see*through
madman, i’ll drop a n*gga like it’s po

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
oh, you dropped another chain? it’s gettin’ repo’d
give me that, air his head out, he need some fix*a*flat
ar got a kit and extra sh*t, it look like midget mac
i’m tryna hook this baby up, i need some similac

[outro: rio da yung og]
what up, key, n*gga?
ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga, cash gang sh*t
flint town to the d, n*gga, you know what’s goin’ on

- fwc big key lyrics

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