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first one - vonoff1700 & ytb fatt lyrics

[intro: vonoff1700]
alright, turnt up, not burnt up, n*gga diss on the gang, gon’ get his dumb ass sent up
free the gang, we the gang, n*ggas wanna be the gang, we’ll come r.i.p. your gang
you know that (freakey)

[chorus: vonoff1700]
alright, okay, them n*ggas that jump off the porch and be too d*mn tough (they f*ck?), them be the first ones dyin’
them n*ggas that started the war don’t be on sh*t, them be the first ones hidin’ (they b*tch ass)
them n*ggas just troll on ‘net, when one of them die, them be the first ones cryin’ (okay)
every time we got us a lo’ on one of the opps, i was the first slidin’ (you know that)
n*ggas be tellin’ the truth when they talkin’ to 12, i be the first one lyin’ (you know that)
every time we outside, the opps don’t slide, them n*ggas don’t even be tryin’ (they b*tch ass)
free my brother, that n*gga really get wild, that boy be shootin’ and drivin’ (for real)
the opps tryna post they block, i told ’em they can’t, so i’m finna come and remind ’em (i’m comin’, n*gga)

[verse 1: vonoff1700]
okay, all of my opps broke as f*ck, which of ’em rappin’? i’m finna f*ck around, sign him (his broke ass)
it’s a whole lot of shooters out here, but you run up on me, your ass gon’ get popped by a blind one
i don’t wanna kick it with rappers, don’t bring ’em around me, i’m the type n*gga to slime ’em
we hit his ass so many times, we knocked off his arm, they was lookin’, but they couldn’t even find it (for real)
for n*ggas that think it’s a game (sh*t), you get hit with this, i promise they not gon’ revive you (they not)
okay, playin’ them dumb*ass games, get dumb*ass prizes, so we finna come and surprise you (for real)
that n*gga is not no threat, when we be slidin’, we see him and don’t even mind him (b*tch ass)
that n*gga was gettin’ some chicken and thought it was sweet, that’s how we ended up fryin’ him (okay)

[chorus: vonoff1700 & ytb fatt]
okay, them n*ggas that jump off the porch and be too d*mn tough (sh*t), them be the first ones dyin’
them n*ggas that started the war don’t be on sh*t (f*ck), them be the first ones hidin’ (they b*tch ass)
them n*ggas just troll on ‘net, when one of them die, them be the first ones cryin’ (okay)
every time we got us a lo’ on one of the opps, i was the first slidin’ (you know that)
n*ggas be tellin’ the truth when they talkin’ to 12, i be the first one lyin’ (you know that)
every time we outside, the opps don’t slide, them n*ggas don’t even be tryin’ (they b*tch ass)
free my brother, that n*gga really get wild, that boy be shootin’ and drivin’ (woo)
the opps tryna post they block, i told ’em they can’t, so i’m finna come and remind ’em
[verse 2: ytb fat]
uh, the opps ain’t hittin’ on sh*t, they’ll suck d*ck to get signed, i don’t even mind ’em
he stopped playin’ with this sh*t, we went fox huntin’, it wasn’t hard to find him
caught his ass, it was perfect timin’, 7.62, 5.56, we combine ’em
dropped every bullet when they got on side him
when i’m done with this, they’ll treat me like biden
no tags on the trackhawk, it’s whinin’
for lil’ foxes, [?] some minors
i done got rich, havin’ a boost in my ego
every b*tch i f*cked probably [?]
fox, a switch and a ski, free shiesty
knock every n*gga ass out that don’t like me
let whole hundred round ghost you (d*mn)
he got caught one rainy day, they hit him lightin’ (d*mn)

[chorus: vonoff1700]
okay, them n*ggas that jump off the porch and be too d*mn tough (sh*t), them be the first ones dyin’
them n*ggas that started the war don’t be on sh*t (f*ck), them be the first ones hidin’ (they b*tch ass)
them n*ggas just troll on ‘net, when one of them die, them be the first ones cryin’ (okay)
every time we got us a lo’ on one of the opps, i was the first slidin’ (you know that)
n*ggas be tellin’ the truth when they talkin’ to 12, i be the first one lyin’ (you know that)
every time we outside, the opps don’t slide, them n*ggas don’t even be tryin’ (they b*tch ass)
free my brother, that n*gga really get wild, that boy be shootin’ and drivin’ (for real)
the opps tryna post they block, i told ’em they can’t, so i’m finna come and remind ’em (i’m comin’, n*gga)

[outro: vonoff1700]
you n*ggas post that block, y’all know i’m comin’ through, so don’t even try that sh*t, n*gga
free my hood, f*ck your hood, n*gga, we’ll come extort your hood, n*gga
the f*ck?

- vonoff1700 ytb fatt lyrics

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