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fierce - lil gotit & lil keed lyrics

rok on the track, yeah
young slimeball
i pick with your b*tch, not you and your cuz
blue hundreds thousand, i ain’t do no fraud
stay out of the way, i don’t play with no law
yeah, i’m pulling up shooting sh*t like paul
pshh, all these n*ggas be sounding weird
all these n*ggas be sharpening clear
cop the h*llcat, i got driver’s so fierce
f*cked your main b*tch, yeah, i f*cked her so fierce

private jet flying, young n*gga on leer
oversea tripping, yeah, check my appearance
and y’all n*ggas monkey jewels like curious
yeah, a n*gga k!ll sh*t with no cure
when you k!ll your big dawg, don’t drop a tear
throwin’ racks in the club then i disappear
f*cking on mary and drinking meiric
we flip pies
sheesh
they say they only ride
high end vibes, i k!ll lives
i drop dots
i drop you guys

sheesh
i know my flow nice
sheesh
i’m getting too flyer
i’m a real heartbreaker, all she can do is cry, yeah
i took your main b*tch, you did what you did, i don’t care
i f*cked that ho so long, she sing like a choir
shoot his d*ck so long, yeah, he gon’ die
got seven million b*tches, i switch up, you know what it is
f*cking these dumb ones, yeah, they know what it is
she met at a hotel, oh, you can’t see where i live
if you wondering, yes, i got a nice crib
young get me my baby gonna have a nice crib
chopper be a starter like gus, you choking on pill
just like lil gotit said, going up like a hill
i told her, “baby girl, f*ck my pills”
on slime
young slimeball
i pick with your b*tch, not you and your cuz
blue hundreds thousand, i ain’t do no fraud
stay out of the way, i don’t play with no law
yeah, i’m pulling up shooting sh*t like paul

pshh, all these n*ggas be sounding weird
all these n*ggas be sharpening clear
cop the h*llcat, i got driver so fierce
f*cked your main b*tch, yeah, i f*cked her so fierce
private jet flying, young n*gga on leer
oversea tripping, yeah, check my appearance
and y’all n*ggas monkey jewels like curious
yeah, a n*gga k!ll sh*t with no cure
when you k!ll your big dawg, don’t drop a tear
throwin’ racks in the club then i disappear

f*cking on mary and drinking meiric
fall asleep with the glock at nighttime
no cap or sap in my rhyme
street sweeper shooter, 32nd, my vibe
n*ggas be telling on themselves on the live
exotic b*tch, exotic weed, and an exotic ride
money never song, take hit your body underdog
watch your boy just clyde
created these n*ggas from scratch, franky sly
steady back in the trap and watch it jump
big balenci’s, watch a n*gga get stomped
different fragment, i’m the realest there comes
she gon’ mount the d*ck and watch me just cum
ak flapping just like some drums
move through the city, n*gga alone
different states, still keep mines alone
go broke, make a vert, get some drums
n*ggas pocket watching, f&n do a number
head popping and they crying out your name at your tomb
n*ggas be posting up all day late ass drip, boy you been late like june

a n*gga get too high, yeah, too high, this sh*t i’m on, yeah, it feel like shrooms
f*cking on your b*tch, yeah, i f*ck two times
no question about it, they know what i’m on
i’m a hood baby, vicky
young slimeball
i pick with your b*tch, not you and your cuz
blue hundreds thousand, i ain’t do no fraud
stay out of the way, i don’t play with no law
yeah, i’m pulling up shooting sh*t like paul

- lil gotit lil keed lyrics

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