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fantastic 4 - noid4l lyrics

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[intro]
(twentythree)
(listen to twentythree)
(striker radio)
nah for*real, nah for*real, nah for*real, nah for*real, nah for*real
what i say? (baow, baow)
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

[chorus]
i just f*cked up they block, .17 in my dip
you can’t run from that blatt, i’m too quick off the hip
n*gga send me a diss and that n*gga got dipped
tryna pull up on me then your car gettin’ flipped
came up in a year, i can’t wait ‘til i’m rich
his b*tch on my d*ck, know that young n*gga sick
ran off on the plug, man, he dumb as a b*tch
jump out back*to*back, get to tappin’ that switch

[verse]
jump out in all black and i’m cutting your lights
tryna cook me a hog, i don’t f*ck with the heights
n*gga d*ck*ride the opps and he not even tight
and that n*gga keep dissing, where the f*ck is your bike?
n*gga keep dissin’, where the f*ck is your b’s?
n*ggas come through my block and they hittin’ at trees (twentythree)
i’m not tryna talk, b*tch, get on your knees
cuz’ popped him a perc’, get to scratchin’ like fleas
came through they block, swing the drac’ like a sword
send me a diss, send your ass to the lord
i’ll f*ck up the l, just because i’m bored
b*tch throwin’ me off so that b*tch get ignored
f*ck up the 4, i’m poppin’ my door
i pour me a four then i’m spinnin’ some more
speakin’ on me then your head on the floor
shot at his b*tch, i don’t show no remorse
ain’t tryna ball? get the f*ck off the court
we jump out four deep like the fantastic 4
i ain’t f*ckin’ that b*tch ‘cause i know she a wh0re
i’ma send him a diss, sh*t f*ck with his core
rakkionz keep on dissin’, that n*gga a b*tch
1d talkin’ he ain’t never did sh*t
f*ck up the flee ‘cause she claimin’ that sh*t
caught him wit’ his sister, thought that was his b*tch
[chorus]
i just f*cked up they block, .17 in my dip
you can’t run from that blatt, i’m too quick off the hip
n*gga send me a diss and that n*gga got dipped
tryna pull up on me then your (brrr gettin’ flipped)
came up in a year, i can’t wait ‘til i’m rich
his b*tch on my d*ck, know that young n*gga sick
ran off on the plug, man, he dumb as a b*tch
jump out back*to*back, get to tappin’ that switch

[bridge]
lil’ ass boy, better get off my d*ck (nah for*real)
(nah for*real, nah for*real, nah for*real)
broke ass, scared ass (baow, baow, baow)
watch how i come, he ain’t duckin’ this switch
brrr, b*tch*ass

[outro]
ain’t tryna ball? get the f*ck off the court
we jump out four deep like the fantastic 4
i ain’t f*ckin’ that b*tch ‘cause i know she a wh0re
i’ma send him a diss, sh*t f*ck with his core
rakkionz keep on dissin’, that n*gga a b*tch
1d talkin’ he ain’t never did sh*t
f*ck up the flee ‘cause she claimin’ that sh*t
caught him wit’ his sister, thought that was his bi–

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