fbg freestyle - lil jon jon lyrics
i f*cked on that little bitty b*tch yeah she bad
my diamonds on me dripping water cost a bag
these lil n*ggas play they get put on they ass
got a glock in my pocket so that’s why i sagg
your mama is crying and i know why she sad
cause her son got found he got put in a bag
n*gga l be in the water where the sharks be at
i hopped out the water then hopped in a jet
she said she loving the kid but i’m knowing her plans
i heard all about her she steal from her man
little b*tch you ain’t stealing from me
got a little b*tch at thе house yeah she a frеak
she say that she vegan but she eating the meat
she play with these b*lls like she a goalie
i run up ten bands in less than a week
amiri my pants i’m always on fleek
you making a diss and they come down your street
i call jb cause he ride with the heat
she call me the goat but i ain’t 23
you say that you loyal well show it to me
i pour up like 8 like i am kobe
i cut off your hands for stealing from me
back to back srt we deep
he making a diss so we put him six feet
n*gga l am the real fbg
n*gga i be with junior and kb
i hopped in the yo and went crazy on beats
i jumped out the gym the land in the streets
this little hoe going and i know that she green
you can’t play me’cause i’m capital p
she get in her feeling like what do you mean
she mad’cause i won’t buy her personal needs
and she just mad cause her personal needs
n*gga just play n*gga play by the three
put his ass up fade away kobe
where you at where you at got a stick
n*gga play n*gga play get hit
hundred round chopper n*gga hit for a l!ck
n*gga wanna play n*gga hit for a sh*t
and i got drums and i got sticks
and we got 10 and we got bl!cks
and we just run around walk down sh*t
and we just run around walk down fit
n*gga just play n*ggas shoot at your fit
n*gga shoot at your fit
4 5 6 n*gga hit where it stick at
young n*gga where your motherf*cking b*tch at
60,000 on my watch you can check that
icebox yeah little n*gga i can flex that
just a young nicca he from the east
you play with my family you d i e
got me some more money and fixed up my t**th
the moncler coat boy the sh*t ain’t cheap
cause the kid the coldest
drip so hard i can stand in the ocean
im rocking with skate and you know that she rolling
crip the chopper the trips
it can do backflips
got a glock 19 and it sit on my hip
lil’buddy got too much dip on his chip
he won’t even see it or make it next year
i bet lil’bro won’t try me again
them young n*ggas k!lling they ready to sin
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