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drill time - fgm marvin lyrics

(intro)
*no credits to producer smh*

(verse)
give a f*ck what they sayin’
b*tch got smoke in the city
you won’t catch me outside
and i don’t gotta’ stick in my pants
[buddy?] had made that post bout the gang
we spin the same day, n*gga thought we was’ playin’
we got so many choppas’ with the switches on em’
pray for the opps they ain’ got a chance
300 blackouts, micro*dracos, binary triggers
with a [sh*ll?] [catch a bag?]
it’s time to get jiggy and make that boy dance
up’d a .5 on lil’ bruh and he p*ssed in his pants
no i ain’ cl!ckin’ up with no new n*ggas
i’m fgm [forever?] what the f*ck is you sayin’?
see they tryna’ beef over posts
but i’m tryna’ link up and die
p*ssy ass n*gga if i get yo [knock?]
ima pop out the cut and hit yo ass with that fye’
i’m tryna slide, slidе, spin
f*ck n*gga play he get hit with fns
buddy [would diss?] on the intеrnet
makin’ them posts
bet he won’t do it again
i’m tryna’ k!ll blood gotta spill
run up on me get hit with this steal
if i gotta go to war with the whole motherf*ckin’ city
on my momma it is what it is
see these n*ggas talk all that sh*t on the internet
but they [?] up they ain’ never outside
i’m the type of n*gga to spin on yo block
with a glock 19 and let that b*tch ride
f*ck n*gga better go run and go hide
f*ck the opps [crazy?]
long live the guys
we got some creeps try yo best to survive
hop out gang we ain’ shootin’ and drivin’
we sendin’ [bl!cks?] like a defensive line
we sldin’ these f*ck n*ggas scared
p*ssy ass n*gga had smoke with my brother
now i want that f*ck n*gga dead
he can’t survive if he get hit in the brain
so b*tch ima aim for the head
headshot, headshot, the medics pull up to the scene
pr*nounce that boy dead
you neva’ shot n0body
you neva’ hop in no [car?] wit no .556
you neva’ shot no drac’ with the wood on the end
neva’ shot no glock with a switch
you don’t gotta’ cap in those lyrics lil’ homie
everybody already know you a b*tch
n*ggas be thinkin’ its cool to troll on the internet
till’ they get hit in they sh*t’
(outro)
(yeah n*gga, you know what the f*ck goin’ on n*gga!)
(big fgm [young?] sh*t, n*gga!)
(i ain’t sparin’ n0body, we k!llin’ everybody when we slide!)

- fgm marvin lyrics

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