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embarrassing - ytb fatt & glorilla lyrics

[intro]
drinkin’ on some henny vsop, it be in me, b*tch
smokin’ on some weed, a hundred percent, it be fire, b*tch (skydiddy)
what you tryin’ to do, i done already did it, baby
if you wanna rumble, get your ass up, don’t be a baby (come on, come on, come on)

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
you don’t try to fight them other b*tches, you just do that to me (scary b*tch)
if you touch them other hoes, you know it’s gon’ be a first degree (scary ho)
when you scream, “help,” i ain’t gon’ step since you wanna play with me
ho, you know you embarrassin’, i heard you sucked the weed man d*ck for weed
you know i ain’t gon’ trip, ho, i’m fatt fox, you know i’m keepin’ it p
but you know i’m trappin’ too, your friend gon’ f*ck me just to get some weed for free
b*tch, i know you ain’t sh*t ’cause you f*ckin’ old boy up the street
b*tch, you know i ain’t surprised ’cause the n*gga up the next street said you was eatin’ his meat
prayin’ to god, “i just hope you can get this b*tch away from me”
all my hoes know i’m lit ’cause i’m payin my side b*tch college fee
i know her friends want me single ’cause they be tryna tell on me
b*tch, you listenin’ to them, whole time, they want me to beat them cheeks
my n*gga want exotic, told his ass five thousand for gumbo fee
how the f*ck that’s high? you was just payin’ thirty*five hundred for bullsh*t p’s
i don’t get these n*ggas, but anyways, i made twenty k this week
god answered my prayer and got that maggot b*tch away from me

[verse 2: glorilla]
fat*ass think god answered your prayers, whole time, your dumb ass missed your blessing
ass fat, money long, eating good, do it look like i been stressing?
think i’m f*ckin’ the weed man, whole time he showed big bruh i been textin’
slidin’, got you vibin’ to all my side n*ggas’ songs, i’m disrespectful (uh)
you f*ckin’ all these b*tches, tryna run across another me (huh?)
talkin’ like you hate me, deep inside, you know you love a p
i told him fight his demons, i’m no angel, n*gga sprung on me
where the f*ck was all this energy when them n*ggas bucked you, g?
me and my friends pass n*ggas ’round, we ain’t f*cked up ’bout no d
but them baby daddies and n*ggas that we love off limits in the b*tch
and keep your family out the business, this sh*t between me and you
so tell your sister keep on talkin’, she gon’ get her n*gga took
you talkin’ ’bout the b*tches that swing your door like my trap ain’t boomin’
difference is, you louder ’bout the sh*t, i’m low*key when i do it
why you always think i’m f*ckin’ off? that’s how i know you doin’ it (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
n*gga, that’s why i beat you to it
now i lay me down to sleep, i pray the lord my soul to keep
god, please don’t this n*gga get no peace with no b*tch after me
le me run this money up and get rich like them athletes
on gang
woo
in jesus name, amen
[outro]
drinkin’ on some henny vsop, it be in me, b*tch
smokin’ on some weed, a hundred percent, it be fire, b*tch (skydiddy)
what you tryin’ to do, i done already did it, baby
if you wanna rumble, get your ass up, don’t be a baby (come on, come on, come on)

- ytb fatt glorilla lyrics

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