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50 bucks - the fatal sling lyrics

[hook: the fatal sling]
yea lil fatal pull up to the f-cking strip
got like 50 racks, and they all fat
sike, more like 50 bucks, but i still make it rain
y’all can’t even touch my game
b-tch i’ll soon have all the fame
yea lil fatal pull up to the f-cking strip
got like 50 racks, and they all fat
sike, more like 50 bucks, but i still make it rain
y’all can’t even touch my game
b-tch soon i’ll have all the fame

[verse 1: the fatal sling]
hey, y’all really tryna run up on my sh-t?
i will pull up with a .30, b-tch, know that’s a stick
and i don’t give a f-ck, yea my homies hit a l!ck
hitting up the club, still don’t pick up a chick
cause i already got some body, finna play with the joystick
showing you my style, yea teach you a trick
sliding in this sh-t, man i’m real f-cking sl!ck
catch me playing roblox, i will scream “what the frick”
hey, you can’t even touch my game, on the low
how the f-ck you think you finna pull up on a show?
busting off like a glock, soon in my glow
b-tch i really pop off with the florida flow
and n0body ever wanna f-ck with the po
ery one bounce out when the siren gooo!
pogo, ion bounce out with fo fo
ybn nahmir, kick in the do do
and some b-tches tryna f-ck on the low low
ay dola gang, yea shout out to my bro bro
and motherf-ckers, tryna rock like i go go
i can’t f-ck with that, you is a clone clone
ay, and i’m coming with the heat
yuh, f-ck i can beat my meat
what, man i got a f-cking streak
huh, i will f-ck her and skeet
huh, n0body f-ck with me
imma pull up on your street
with like 50 bucks, still i’m renting trucks
giving zero f-cks, you are cucks
this a horcrux, still i live deluxe
with this influx, take flight like we ducks
wooh, ay
you can’t touch my game, motherf-ckers i am spitting flame
yea you are real lame, don’t come up and f-ck my fame
i got the game, in my bag, yea you real hag
i am flexing 50 bucks, take yo b-tch and sh-g
with this heat, imma go and cop a body bag
going all around, collecting all these dog tags
huh, yuh
yuh

[hook: the fatal sling]
yea lil fatal pull up to the f-cking strip
got like 50 racks, and they all fat
sike, more like 50 bucks, but i still make it rain
y’all can’t even touch my game
b-tch soon i’ll have all the fame
yea lil fatal pull up to the f-cking strip
got like 50 racks, and they all fat
sike, more like 50 bucks, but i still make it rain
y’all can’t even touch my game
b-tch soon i’ll have all the fame

[verse 2: otac]
yea 50 bucks, more like 50 cent
when i’m rapping to this beat, gonna hit you like a f-cking dent
yea i’m no happy camper, living in a f-cking tent
i’m a f-cking swedish rapper, yea i f-cking represent
when i pull up to the crib with my f-cking homies
yea i’m spitting this fire, saying f-ck you all normies
if you tryna run away, i will shoot you in your knees
yea only got 50 bucks, but i still have the f-cking freeze
i am f-cking legendary, when i smoke my dope, ain’t no vaping blueberry
i am f-cking self taught, yea no library
when i l!ck the p-ssy, yea it tastes like f-cking cherry
i ain’t f-cking [?], i ain’t done yet
when i bring that shortie home, yea she is my pet
yea she is my pet
ayy, oou

- the fatal sling lyrics

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