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fire drill freestyle - yfg fatso lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh, yeah, come on
frr, frr, come on
(you aren’t even a cold breeze for my taz) uh, yeah

[verse]
this is not no drill, ho, this a l!ck, now where that bag be?
seen me text the bros, it’s coded, she like, ”what the flag mean?”
they ain’t get no k!lls, them boys suck, they squad the ass team
we’ve been puttin’ sh*t up, now we just up, b*tch, we the cash team
i don’t chase no hoes, for real, for real, i’m just a cash getter
seen me with your b*tch, you throwin’ a fit, now you a mad n*gga
ig live with switch, get close, ain’t sh*t, he ain’t got mag with him
dt with the strap, i’m laid back, don’t catch this ass whip
hoes say i’m too mean and i like sl*ts, i’m just a bad n*gga
backpack hold the drac’, we got like four, don’t make me bag n*ggas
don’t say i’m your man, ho, we just friends, you just caught fast feelings
ain’t no squashin’ beef, ho, this the streets, we tryna clash with ’em
you always talkin’ ’bout sippin’ wock’, come pour some up
we do double k!lls, it’s two for one when we bounce out the truck
i never loved them hoes, i usually call ’em just to f*ck
the 8 just got the belt, can’t say nothin’ else, but it’s wasn’t us
biggest n*gga just gon’ die, i lay sh*t down, so don’t play tuff
i ain’t here by myself, nina on side, but that b*tch tucked
and don’t die for no ice, we come up pipes, give that sh*t up
her head was decent slight, i ain’t gon’ say she made me nut
we in that fast truck
they on your ass for us
foenem be maskin’ up
night time, they bag sh*t up
one died, but that wasn’t us
no bl!cks, we back sh*t up
night time with the strap on me tucked
if he play, then i bet it go up
uh, i’ma keep doin’ my sh*t, b*tch, i ain’t tired
i told them boys, “stop playin’ with me,” they f*cked up, it’s my time
my last b*tch, she wasn’t nothin’, i kicked that b*tch because she lied
on crack, we caught a member and f*cked him up, that’s when they cried
uh, i’ma keep doin’ my sh*t, b*tch, i ain’t tired
i told them boys, “stop playin’ with me,” they f*cked up, it’s my time
my last b*tch, she wasn’t nothin’, i kicked that b*tch because she lied
on crack, we caught a member and f*cked him up, that’s when they cried

- yfg fatso lyrics

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