lirik lagu lunch – fmb dz
[verse 1: daboii]
tell that n*gga watch his mouth when he speak on me
ten thousand dollar outfit on, ain’t nothing cheep on me
all this water drippin on my body, it’s a leak on me
caught a petty case, them b*tches caught me with some weed on me
that sh*t slowed me down, but i ain’t gon’ lie, ’cause i was moving fast
[?] finish last
[?] was bullsh*t, so i was skipping class
me and brodie [?] them n*ggas [?]
[?] long nights tryna get it up
i can’t even tell you how many times i felt like giving up
i was [?] pick it up
made man, i [?] get a n*gga [?]
[?] don’t pay attention to [?]
never catch me on instagram telling my business
[?] we got the mop with us
we’ll burn a n*gga’s spot down, [?] with us
[verse 2: fmb dz]
we’ll burn a n*gga’s spot down, if thеy don’t [?] with us
we the ones who do thе robbing, ain’t no cops with us
i can’t even count [?] we got a lot with us
and i don’t wanna hit that b*tch, she let [?] hit it
i ain’t coppin whips off the street, i’m off the lot, n*gga
i catch an opp [?] like the rock, n*gga
n*gga think he taking something from me, you off rock, n*gga
wake up to your b*tch, she serve breakfast and top with it
when you see the gang in the party, put your chains up
i don’t give a f*ck where i’m at, throw my gang up
pull up to your hood, one deep, not a chain tucked
oh b*tch, you got that wet wet? beat the blade up
i can’t even count how many times a n*gga gave up
[?] big body out, hold the lanes up
i [?] get the job done, i don’t say much
my b*tch like the wrong pic, we gon’ break up
[verse 3: daboii]
the feds like oh sh*t, big woo back
heard them boys hit you in your sh*t, and you ain’t shoot back
i heard them n*ggas ran you out your section, and they stepped on you
[?] we got a check coming
pulled up on another n*gga b*tch, and left the vet running
pull up on another n*gga b*tch and got th the neck frm her
[verse 4: fmb dz]
it’s on me now, got the bag round, i’m big homie now
i don’t wanna hear that bullsh*t, you gotta show me now
i don’t wanna hear that bullsh*t, n*gga, show me
big guns, 223 bullets and a 40
f*ck what n*ggas saying on them songs, n*gga, smoke me
cold summer? b*tch, what? i’m cozy
i be with the gangstas, the robbers, the mob members
every b*tch in this club bad, it’s like god [?]
[?] realer
i hit that b*tch from the front, and she got thicker
n*gga
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