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w/ da sweeps - gfatss lyrics

[verse * gfatss] * and i’m from the southside bottom of the map , start shooting better have your strap
he a looting n*ggas running track , them n*ggas mad i’m into running track
soon as we catch em then we gonna leave em flat , send a message who the f*ck is that
and f*ck all this texting like where n*ggas at , i’m tryna pull up and let this semi clap

[chorus] :they like fatss with the sweepers and they wanna see how he come , and i got the opps sh*t jumping if it wasn’t for me i bet y’all wouldn’t listen to them
took a trip glock glock keep dumping if that n*gga running then i’m going with him , the last one we hit his m*ffin they ain’t do nothing ain’t sh*t gone happen again
shoot then g everybody start ducking and they was just bluffin on ig dissing lil twin
caught a alley and jaddie gone get on the rim , in the alley we creeping we boxing him in
she kesty bro tryna f*ck on her friend, bring her back to the telly we humping again
she freaky i left my nut on her chin , tryna f*ck me and gang she won’t do it again
[verse*jay5ive] me and the guys tryna bend and she with the [?] so she getting bent , so many shots on that block that got sent and the sh*t that i’m totting more than 10
and bro got the thooties in jersey so we over there i told brodie just have me a friend
i be keeping even when i be riding in jersey i can’t let nothing happen i’m him , i be walking through harlem while toting this .9 with a .30 any day i could be with my friends
and we putting 5’s in the air ldot dead on a jersey and n0body spinned
if you tryna to spin through my block and you thinking i won’t come back then you not taking hints , and this call that i’m throwing up this sh*t is under my manz
i don’t care i won’t warm on that bench , [?]
4 deep skied up in the back of the whip , they cannot see my face when i throw through the tints
i was shooting way before i hopped in the gym , on a swim with the sharks better know how to swim
i bet boy you got shot he still walk with a limp, i do not got no chill i be gone off the drink
put her sh*t to the side and her panties say pink , i ain’t f*cking no p*ssy that lil stink
[?]
she thinks i love her she just gotta f*ck me , i don’t know why she tryna get her a ring
.40 be singing like ne*yo and [?] mariah i’m letting it sing , and i got my phone on drill i’m crazy as f*ck word to bro i don’t care if it ping
i’m looking at opps that’s calling my phone they right they’re in front but i’m letting it ring
that’s word to my deads them n*ggas loafing i’m laughing at them hey don’t got a thing
how the f*ck you don’t see me i’m light skin with dreads , but i bet they gone see me when i let it bang

- gfatss lyrics

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