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fix it - lil nor lyrics

flex in dis bih
step in dis bih
like a hat i get nothin but head in
dis bih
no i ain’t a rookie im a vet wit
da sticc
n*ggas totin on illegal weapons
an shi

just like you sneezed you get blessed in this b*tch
get exterminated like a pest in dis
b*tch
k’s and glocks and tecs in dis
b*tch
i hold way to much weight to go flex wit the sh*t

faa, n*gga get hit wit the
special
bink, pistol whip em wit da
metal
chasin da bag no i can’t never
settle
i got my foot on they neck like a
pedal
these n*ggas corny like muhf*ckin
kettle
n*gga ran*so*fast they gave em a
medal
if he sail a ship then we sinkin his
vessel
diss on the dead then you dead ain’t no wrestle

uh, i just got a beam for the what
knife in my pocket get chopped like some lettuce
run up wit waves bet that chop leave em dreaded
said what i said give a f*ck if i
said it
say you want beef how the f*ck you gon dead it
glock like a viking it leave em
beheaded
if he dry snitchin then we pull up and
wet it
diss on the gram bet dat boy gon
regret it

young n*gga tryna go up like im
nasa
motherf*ck trump give a f*ck bout a
maga
he think im a plate til he put on a
platter
get baked like a cake leave em raw like some batter
dem n*ggas be talkin like stop all that
chatter
my money obese so my pockets got
fatter
dont pull up on me dat sh*t just make me madder
his dad was ma opp, left that n*gga a
b*st*rd
f*ck it, 12 come around ima
tuck it
cops k!llin us i might f*ck round and
buss it
told her its gas in the back but dont
touch it
yo b*tch be stankin she need to go
scrub it
big ole bullets like a muhf*ckin
musket
n*ggas that talk too much cannot be
trusted
run off on me bet that n*gga get
dusted
get sent thru the earth bet that n*gga get crusted

push up on who
i push up on you
thats what you wan do
i already knew
that pack in the wood got me stuck like some glue
i do dis for me give a f*ck bout a
view
i know bout alot so i f*ck with a
few
im preachin my sh*t n*gga come to the
pew
get crossed out yo shoes like my name uncle drew
who did what to who b*tch i dont got a
clue
drake got the titties,just like some
hooters
opps pullin up i hit they ankles with
sooters
she eat the team then i muhfuchin
shoe her
matterfact timberland n*gga i
boot her
b*tch try to snitch ima f*ck round and shoot her
d*ck in the glock it f*ck round and get neutered
wet up his block now it look like a
cooter
run in yo crib like a mufuccin
looter

im riasing my bread like a muhf*ckin
biscuit
sandwich on me like a muhf*ckin
briscuit
pg 13 but my clip is
explicit
he hit a u*turn cause he ain’t wana
risk it
play games on the dicc tell her bop it snd twist it
run up on me come on lets be
realistic
we got some problems im tryna go solve em like no handy mandy i pull up and fix it

- lil nor lyrics

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