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3 bands - fucksnowrr lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, yeah
twi—
even though i’m off act’
yeah, b*tch
d*mn

[chorus]
twin just got them percs in, i’m slidin’ right away even though i’m off act’
i got a switch on my glock and i’m slidin’ right away, i don’t know how to act
i’m in that motherf*ckin’—
yeah, sc*s*scat, yeah
b*tch, i’m smokin’ on this new opp pack
i’m in the cut and no, i can’t lack
chop’ finna smoke a n*gga like a black
i’m tryna figure out where he at
i’m tryna figure out where the act’
no, i don’t fight, but i’m servin’ out smack
oh, you hearing these bird shooters? they in the back
i be playin’ with guns, you be playin’ on tracks
i be spinnin’ these blocks, you be spinnin’ on apps
yeah, we slidin’ to atl, might not come back

[verse]
b*tch, won’t catch me rockin’ no cap
i fell in love with servin’ pack
if i catch you, i’m catchin’ yo’ hat
i’m rockin’ this bape tee in the trap
shooters, they stay in [?]
off of this lean, i might go take a nap
with corazonn, he made this beat in the trap
don’t act like you know me in [atl?]
i can’t buy her chains like we [atl?]
i [?] the tire screech, [?]
he got slimed, now that n*gga in h*ll
i get the packs, that’s why i love the mail
i been through all this pain, that’s why i stay sh*lled
bustin’ them scams, yeah, i serve out the sh*ll
if i ever get locked, man, you know i won’t tell
’cause i can’t, i’m not a rat like jace!
catch a hat, or i’ma catch his face
[?]
fell in love with the lean, man, and i’m loving the taste
shooters in texas, they [?]
i’m loving this arc’teryx, that’s my new bae
pull up, hop out and spray
whole lot of drugs when i slide to the a
pour up a four, i don’t f*ck with [?]
[?] shooter, i think that he [?]
i park on the curb, so b*tch get out the—
(3*3)
(3— 3—)
(3bands in this b*tch)
(3*3)
(one of them gotta—)
[chorus]
twin just got them percs in, i’m slidin’ right away even though i’m off act’
i got a switch on my glock and i’m slidin’ right away, i don’t know how to act
i’m in that motherf*ckin’—
yeah, sc*s*scat, yeah
b*tch, i’m smokin’ on this new opp pack
i’m in the cut and no, i can’t lack
chop’ finna smoke a n*gga like a black
i’m tryna figure out where he at
i’m tryna figure out where the act’
no, i don’t fight, but i’m servin’ out smack
oh, you hearing these bird shooters? they in the back
i be playin’ with guns, you be playin’ on tracks
i be spinnin’ these blocks, you be spinnin’ on apps
yeah, we slidin’ to atl, might not come back

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