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promoting prison contraband - fatt macc lyrics

[intro]
(zaycello, you made this?)
trap

[chrous]
houdini in that trap, pop p*ssy, they mad they can’t beat the price
lil’ bruh got a switch, i tell him, “do it,” he gon’ change a life (frrt, frrt)
i touch down in cali’ with fn, b*tch, ain’t no tuckin’ ice (ain’t tuckin’ nothin’)
you can’t catch up with me in the trap, your rap, tomato
you’re poor as h*ll, i pour a n*gga rent up in a faygo (that’s trick)
you playin’ gangster, you ever seen that fire come out a draco? (that fire)
’bout four up in my cup, i put a bad b*tch on a nayho
cuzzo in the pen’, i send him fl!cks of nothin’ but day hoes (free drink)

[verse]
f*ckin’ a opp b*tch, looked at my sh*t, it look like mayo (f*ck)
you mad about that b*tch, or somethin’, lil’ n*gga?
what you gon’ do ’bout it?
keep my hand clean, i got some n*ggas’ll shoot the sh*t out you (on god)
bruh not what he did, he went to trial, he got the max (max)
they say your partner had came down the road, he wasn’t on nothin’ (on sh*t)
i said, “my dog, that sh*t he got a draco and a jack (a phone)
you sent your dog a dub, he smokin’ k2 on the racks (junkie)
you was the man a couple months of go, but you went flat on me (on god)
i got some n*ggas robbed way back in may, that sh*t came back on me (maybach)
maybach, when i slide through
when you ever slid, fool? (rat)
you don’t wear my size shoe, get hit with this 10, fool (10 milli’)
i know he don’t be in the streets
he like, “where you been, fatt?”
p*ssy, i been runnin’ up them racks, i been in the trap (trap)
n*gga out here gamblin’ with his life, but he throwin’ cr*p
look like i be leakin’ every time, this my pocket, fatt (on god)
[chrous]
houdini in that trap, pop p*ssy, they mad they can’t beat the price
lil’ bruh got a switch, i tell him, “do it,” he gon’ change a life (frrt)
i touch down in cali’ with fn, b*tch, ain’t no tuckin’ ice (boy, i ain’t tuckin’ sh*t)
you can’t catch up with me in the trap, your rap, tomato (catch up with your pint)
you’re poor as h*ll, i pour a n*gga rent up in a faygo (that trick)
you playin’ gangster, you ever seen that fire come out a draco? (that fire)
’bout four up in my cup, i put a bad b*tch on a nayho (bad b*tch on a late, ho)
cuzzo in the pen’, i send him fl!cks of nothin’ but day hoes (free drink)

- fatt macc lyrics

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