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​numbuh four - ​killfazos lyrics

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​numbuh four lyrics
[intro: k!llfazos]
(finlince! on the beat)
uh, uh, gang b*tch
uh, uh, gang b*tch
uh, uh, gang b*tch
gang b*tch, die

[chorus: k!llfazos]
i walk in yo’ crib like i’m number four (four)
i’m takin’ yo’ sh*t like i’m number four (number four)
all white shoes like i’m number four (four)
blonde haired n*gga, like number four (four)

[verse 1: k!llfazos]
big ass chain like i’m from the o (uh*huh)
yo’ b*tch is a thot, she givin’ out throat (on god)
spent five bands on a moncler coat (okay)
these baggy ass jeans like i’m number four (four)
i’m a mad ass n*gga, like i’m number four (four)
i’m a bad ass n*gga, like i’m number four (four)
i got the cup, pour it up slow (slow)
and i’m with the gang, kids next door (on god)
and i’m with the gang like i’m on a show (okay)
if i do a hit, number one, blow (on god)
and we k!llin’ your ass, number two, joke (on god)
we got numbеr threes, number four, [?] (ew)
and i be with my n*ggas, like numbеr five (huh)
you slide with the gang, [?] y’all die
we up on a mission, my mom was like, “why?”
we takin’ yo’ sh*t, go ahead and cry (cry)
[chorus: k!llfazos]
i walk in yo’ crib like i’m number four (uh*huh)
i’m takin’ yo’ sh*t like i’m number four (four)
all white shoes like i’m number four (like number four)
blonde haired n*gga, like number four
i walk in yo’ crib like i’m number four
i’m takin’ yo’ sh*t like i’m number four
all white shoes like i’m number four
blonde haired n*gga, like number four

[verse 2: specxfic]
(brr) i do not care (no, huh)
look at my left hand, strap in the air (huh)
i do not know, like, where would i go? (huh, huh)
i’m with the gang, not talkin’ bout 4 (huh, huh)
i’m a real slime, i ain’t talkin’ ceo
he want a feat, he gon’ pay the fee though
indian plug in a f*ckin’ tree though
mexican plug and he got a kilo (yeah)
b*tch i’m the dog, i don’t got a tick
right, left, i step in some rick (ew)
slide and he finna die (die)
keep the .9 on my side (yeah)
i ain’t even gotta lie
heard your song and i died
i’m in the sky like a kite
that n*gga broke, he got hit with a bike
n*gga got hit with a trike
4ersona too good, that’s why they don’t like us

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