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fug shii (feat. wrecka) - tracy lamont lyrics

verse 1:

they feeling my vocals
my audio
they loving the feeling
like oreos
i’m soon to be known
in yo barrio
i get the coins
i’m mario
we smoking green
luigi
i’m with the queen
i’m peachy
thats probably why you can’t reach me
i’m making my beats
and writing my raps
i’m getting some ass
and taking a nap
then hitting the scene
and making it hap
i take no excuse
i live in the booth
i’m spitting like somehow
i’m missing a tooth
you missing yo juice
you listen to fools
i will not knock you
i once was you too
but you can’t be head
watching caboose
i don’t feed into lies
i put out the truth
i’m better than to favorite rapper
mainstream and local
wrap a bar around they fuggin trachea
i’m just gain staging all they vocals
and i never ever met yo favorite trapper
cuz that stupid n*gguh got caught
and i know you got my d*ck on your mind
but n*gguh it’s fug what you thought
f*ck what you bought
f*ck that lil b*tch you just caught
f*ck you and all of my oops
f*ck all the cops
shooting my people on spot
how would you feel if we shooting the shot
how would you feel if you couldn’t feel
cuz you was laying in a box
how would you feel if your child couldn’t deal
cuz they missing they pops

verse 2:

never wit the f*ck sh*t
really not the one to f*ck with
had revenge i had to get
i got memories i’m stuck with
f*ck around and be a flashback
pound a n*gguh like a hashtag
stuntin in yo homie whip
you ain’t even got a whip
it’s all up for grabs
you ain’t even got a grip
shoot a n*gguh like get gone
i been grinding since flip phones
south n*gguh with the sl!ck tone
wrecka but my record clean though
dope with the lingo
flip the words like gringo
bad b*tches try to cling on
you a clone like a klingon
yea i’m talking star trek
blackin out going tar black
2 3 like a tar heel
boy i’m workin on a car deal
you chasing after them awards still
verse 3:

i’m feeling it’s imminent
i’m in this b*tch
deleting yo reminents
time for a switch
wiz got a stick
and he let it hit
i’m just tryna talk & vibe n shii
i walk until i arrive in it
i know that i’m gone thrive in it
heard it ain’t no real rappers
well i think that i could liven it
it’s plenty “real” rappers
man don’t listen to them lies n sh*t
you search and you will find
you might even be surprised n sh*t
roll a j on my id
w/ some noname weed
bet it still be some fire sh*t
like a hit*boy beat
smi now she love to hear him blank
she be shaking her maracas
they be playing all my songs from
las vegas to caracas
posterchild for staying down
bout to come up like my offers
i need ownership, publishing
stock options and some doctors
need to let go of more vices
cuz it feels so good to prosper
imma give god a call
to say thank you to my sponsor
cuz the way i’m k!lling shii
they should add me into contra
bombing on the game
in my blue camp bomber
i’m guilty for the flame
but have mercy your honor
i’m putting out pain
of your day & your trauma
i’m staying out the way
wit bae collecting more commas
so i can pave a wave
for more solutions less problems

- tracy lamont lyrics

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