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fn shit - xavian lyrics

(intro)
blah blah blah yeah yeah
(haha)
yeah yeah
you know what other song i started like that ?
(blah blah)
groupchat
aye yeah yeah
talking all that sh*t just like you know me
talking all that sh*t you must think you is my homie yeah
aye say i sound like juice oh that’s all me
seven seven two one hundred k
b*tch i’m still laughing yeah aye

(chorus)
ion need no friends out this b*tch
you keep talking imma make you
pray amen like a b*tch yeah yeah
aye all y’all do is type y’all some
b*tches
man i’ll put a pack on his head
someone get they kids for they go
missing yеah yeah
i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t
i got b*tches on me willing to pull
up and drink my kids (yеah yeah)
i’m like talk down that’ll get you
hit
i know these n*ggas be p*ssy and they really not on sh*t yeah yeah yeah
(verse 1)
k like a russian but i’m not a russian
and just like a cop we coming in bussin
like black live don’t matter i call this corruption
and b*tch you don’t know me don’t jump to assumptions
shooting like kobe
praise god like i’m holy
but if you talk sh*t
k!ll u like im phony
b*tches want blow me
n*ggas want hoe me
pull up from the logo we deep like im tony
dam these n*ggas be acting like b*tches and b*tches be acting like n*ggas like they turnin g*y
they way the be lookin like they wanna fight if you do then just tell me and come run my fade
walk up in the function and everyone jumping
i shut this b*tch down like i’m kanye or drake
oh she wanna f*ck me oh she wanna suck me i tell the b*tch come here and come give me face
aye fifty k on a hater head
mean n*gga lay a p*ssy boy to bed
i’m a rockstar’s they gon have to call the feds (yeah yeah)
make you stay still no eiffel
talk so much he must think we rivals
you want your life you gon need a whole bible
(blah blah) that’s just the rifle
(blah blah blah) oh that’s the smithin
i’m with your b*tch and she think she my mistress
stuck in the crib he doin dishes
count up your days you goin missing
aye me and my n*ggas we only be winning
so much drugs john lenin
aye f*ck it if i’m gon shoot you know i’m making buckets
i f*ck her her and yo cousin
(chorus)
b*tch
ion need no friends out this b*tch
you keep talking imma make you
pray amen like a b*tch yeah yeah
aye all y’all do is type y’all some
b*tches
man i’ll put a pack on his head
someone get they kids for they go
missing yeah yeah
i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t
i got b*tches on me willing to pull
up and drink my kids (yeah yeah)
i’m like talk down that’ll get you
hit
i know these n*ggas be p*ssy and they really not on sh*t yeah yeah
yeah

(verse 2)
aye f*ck you
for the blues we gon look for the clues
he must think that it’s madagascar
by the way i make him move it
move
f*ck around one to many times you lose
imma k!ll the p*ssy on the news
imma f*ck around hang that boy just like a noose
got yo b*tch on my phone and she
sending me nudes
aye i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t when i run in this b*tch imma get his ass hit
he keep on calling or something like that boy my b*tch he must wanna pull up suck my d*ck
oh she cuffed up akon
just because there is a goalie don’t mean i can’t still f*ck his b*tch
feel like da baby (let’s go let’s go)
oh she think that she’s hot cause i liked all her pics yea
aye me and my
me and my n*ggas win till the end
ion need no b*tches ion need no friends
choppa on me hit a n*gga in his head
i just want the money count the dividends
stupid b*tch think she on my level then i think she might be is
choppa on me hit a n*gga and his friends
think i’m off f*ck sh*t think again
twenty twenty three we gon spin again
f*ck you and yo f*ck friends
on everybody’s time line yo mom gon know xav
until the end
navy p*ssy i swim
(chorus)
b*tch
ion need no friends out this b*tch
you keep talking imma make you
pray amen like a b*tch yeah yeah
aye all y’all do is type y’all some
b*tches
man i’ll put a pack on his head
someone get they kids for they go
missing yeah yeah
i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t
i got b*tches on me willing to pull
up and drink my kids (yeah yeah)
i’m like talk down that’ll get you
hit
i know these n*ggas be p*ssy and they really not on sh*t yeah yeah
yeah

(outro)
(i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t)
(i’m on f*ck n*gga sh*t)

- xavian lyrics

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