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nothing strange - fblmanny & fbl rio lyrics

[chorus: fblmanny]
huh, n*gga ain’t goin’ for nothin’ strange (exo)
brr, have a n*gga bust your brain
drip like froot loops, same chain, man
them young n*ggas trippin’, they goin’ insane
gotta stack you a bankroll, f*ck this fame
i remember them days back in windowpanes
i remember when everybody’s feelings changed
put an ap on my watch, it’s froze
and i’m packin’, i can’t go
i went louis for the shoes and coat
i used to want trueys, chief keef had “citgo”
now these b*tches act like groupies, i pick ’em out, they go
i shouldn’t have to waste my f*ckin’ voice to talk about it, they know (deuxe made this one)

[verse 1: fblmanny]
madе it out the streets, you need to go pick that ball up
hrrt, i’ma up my switch on camera, i don’t call up
sh*t, n*gga, i’m already rich, i’m tryna gеt us all up
huh, paintin’ this lil’ b*tch face, she go in the bathroom, doll up
yeah, louis 1s, these not the skates, they cost 6k
i’m tryna stack this sh*t in layers, i’m tryna get this cake
i’m takin’ trips up to the island, i’m tryna get away
they say i’m tryna drop at perfect timing, ’cause, sh*t, i feel the same
i can’t simp about no b*tch, i’ma stack my profits, b*tch
p*ssy n*gga make me mad enough, i’ma come through droppin’ sh*t
percocet boost my stamina and it d*mn sure make my body itch
i wouldn’t bother them baby fbls ’cause the young n*ggas come through, body sh*t
f*ck that, go and buy six more lines, young n*gga better not leave no crease
your b*tch fine but she can’t be mine, i can’t put sh*t on no leash
every three months, we gon’ switch the spot, i don’t give a d*mn if we break the lease
i’m the type really passin’ out to the pie, n*gga, you can come grab a piece
tre shoot different, i done dropped the piece
n*gga want that bag, we ain’t droppin’ a feature
i’m the type really go rock out the party, i was so geeked, i was late to the meeting
young n*gga feelin’ like floyd, undefeated
amg, too geeked, breakin’ the meter
she used to talk down, now she turned to an eater
she swallowin’ the d and you know i’ma feed her
[chorus: fblmanny]
huh, n*gga ain’t goin’ for nothin’ strange (exo)
brr, have a n*gga bust your brain
drip like froot loops, same chain, man
them young n*ggas trippin’, they goin’ insane
gotta stack you a bankroll, f*ck this fame
i remember them days back in windowpanes
i remember when everybody’s feelings changed
put an ap on my watch, it’s froze
and i’m packin’, i can’t go
i went louis for the shoes and coat
i used to want trueys, chief keef had “citgo”
now these b*tches act like groupies, i pick ’em out, they go
i shouldn’t have to waste my f*ckin’ voice to talk about it, they know (deuxe made this one)

[verse 2: fbl rio]
hmm, hmm, n*gga, we ain’t goin’ for nothin’ (ain’t goin’ for nothin’)
i just make one call and my shooter come through, tap that b*tton (he tap that)
n*ggas be doin’ that tweetin’, but when they see me, don’t do nothin’, hmm (they don’t do nothin’)
i was down bad, f*cked around, turned nothin’ into somethin’ (into somethin’)
i don’t know why they try the gang, that come with repercussions (repercussions)
he tried to turn up for the fame, that got him hit with b*tton (hit with b*tton)
n*gga, i been in that mode, i came too far, so why would i quit now? (why would i quit now?)
n*ggas be goin’ on ‘fore it’s time to rap, they need to sit down (need to sit down)
n*ggas be in the way, huh, n*ggas ain’t havin’ no pape’ (yeah)
n*ggas be broke as h*ll, that’s really what i should say
have hibachi, i hit up hot sp*ce, sh*t, i’m feelin’ good today (feelin’ good)
spent a slight twelve hundred on my ‘fit but it’s more in the safe
i deserve this sh*t, when n*ggas sleep, i’m workin’, b*tch (huh, i’m workin’)
speakin’ on big chedda, speak on sosa, get your brother hit (get you hit)
i been on my rap sh*t, but i still keep my fire (i keep my fire)
you must ain’t heard ’bout the last one, he up in the sky (yeah)
[chorus: fblmanny]
huh, n*gga ain’t goin’ for nothin’ strange (exo)
brr, have a n*gga bust your brain
drip like froot loops, same chain, man
them young n*ggas trippin’, they goin’ insane
gotta stack you a bankroll, f*ck this fame
i remember them days back in windowpanes
i remember when everybody’s feelings changed
put an ap on my watch, it’s froze
and i’m packin’, i can’t go
i went louis for the shoes and coat
i used to want trueys, chief keef had “citgo”
now these b*tches act like groupies, i pick ’em out, they go
i shouldn’t have to waste my f*ckin’ voice to talk about it, they know (deuxe made this one)

- fblmanny fbl rio lyrics

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