ftr - lil king lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, put the soy sauce on this motherf*cker)
and they don’t want problems, n*gga
come with a n*gga, huh
and they say it’s smoke, a n*gga goin’ sour then
and they it’s smoke, what up?
come on let’s do it
[verse]
i’m knowin’ these n*ggas be cap, n*ggas don’t want a problem (n*ggas don’t want a problem)
and it ain’t no miscellaneous shooters, if you say it’s smoke, well, the reaper gon’ solve it then (well, the reaper gon’ solve it then)
i got some bad b*tches wanna f*ck ’cause i got rank, i don’t know what to call this sh*t (i don’t know what to call it)
she my lil’ sk*nk, eat my up while i’m sippin on drank, trx, i’ma dog this b*tch (trx, i’ma dog this b*tch)
i be too high, can’t think, bad b*tch say she mad at me, i can’t recall what i did (i can’t recall what i did)
walk in the spot and take all of your sh*t (give me all of that sh*t)
with a b*tch in a coupe like it’s followin’ me (come on, let’s go)
none of these n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me, uppin’ sh*t, they know we got the hardest switches (we layin’ sh*t down)
i be surprised when a p*ssy drop low on the live, why the f*ck n*ggas think this sh*t tickin’? (why the f*ck n*ggas would)
we bounce out the cut and we flip sh*t (know we flip sh*t)
that micro on me got a lil’ kick (got a lil’ kick)
we catchin’ buckets, don’t do no attempt sh*t (do no attempt sh*t)
i got a mini draco for a lil’ b*tch (for a lil’ b*tch)
“do you miss the hood?” just a lil’ bit (yes, i do)
no, i’m bappin’, i’m still in the hood with it (still in the hood with it)
catch a hat, they gon’ clap for some lil’ sh*t (for some lil’ sh*t)
anyone ever got clapped, they no hands (just a lil’ bit)
n*ggas don’t get no get*back, it’s still f*ck all the racks, last n*gga got hit with a pool stick (still f*ck all the racks)
i got a switch on my lap right now, let a f*ck n*gga play in this b*tch, i’ma use it (i’ma use it)
ain’t no conversatin’, all these n*ggas playin’, i been doin’ sh*t i ain’t used to (doin’ sh*t they ain’t use to)
we catch ’em and slay ’em, bro move like a haitian, we ain’t get this sh*t off of youtube (come on, come on, let’s do it)
[outro]
n*ggas don’t get no get*back, it’s still f*ck all the racks, last n*gga got hit with a pool stick
i got a switch on my lap right now, let a f*ck n*gga play in this b*tch, i’ma use it (you know i’ma use it)
ain’t no conversatin’, all these n*ggas playin’, i been doin’ sh*t i ain’t used to (doin’ sh*t they ain’t use to)
we catch ’em and slay ’em, bro move like a haitian, we ain’t get this sh*t off of youtube (come on, come on, let’s do it)
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