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fuck12 - luci4 lyrics

[intro]
b*tch!
plugg!
? on the mic b*tch
always wanted to do that sh*t

[verse: 4jay (luci4)]
magged him, tagged him
bagged him, jagged him
n*ggas always whiffin but this tecca get to blastin’
and this music sh*tting all my bands grow faster
money coming in and imma make this sh*t last aye
plugg!
im tryna get it off the mark
count it up, run it up
if you n*ggas want some smoke
said my n*ggas mounted up
double pump, n*gga what
imma dog, you’s a pup
imma bear, you’s a cub
got a barrel to your face, and i pull that trigger
i be counting figures, yall some p*ssy n*ggas
get that bag like mcm, these n*ggas gettin’ triggered, aye
big 4jay he gon’ keep getting bigger, aye
[verse: pint]
posted with the homies, pack go missin’ in a few
don’t be worrying bout my stains or imma have to stain you
under the seat, that’s where you find the tool
axx still movin on them baby blues
he say he pullin’ up but he ain’t pullin’ up wit sh*t
my mans he shootin’ first your mans is quick to call it quits
you be dressin’ like a bum and i stay wit the fits
and i be in the cut like im in a slit wrist
go ahead and lock your door but that ain’t stoppin’ me
ar robbery i’m ballin’ like a lottery
keep some pills, aye, call me lil’ pharmacy
and the opps plottin’ but there ain’t no harming me
ran off on the plug, call me swiper the swiper
glock*17, b*tch my pistol still a minor
all of yall some snakes, yuh, all of yall some vipers
you was talkin’ sh*t but now your face up on a flyer

- luci4 lyrics

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