lirik lagu mr. fto – sett & tay keith
[intro]
(tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
oh yeah, boy
slime on the way now, n*gga
he know he f*cked up (murder and love)
when he put sett on one of the hoes, you heard me?
oh yeah (oh yeah, n*gga)
aight, bounce back, n*gga (f*ck the opps crazy)
ayy (slime love)
[chorus]
i’m that n*gga (big f*ck the opps crazy)
i’m suited in black for that scrilla (yeah, n*gga)
i’m buyin’ 392 for all my k!llers (what? slatt)
they come through slidin’ fast when they hit ya (we hittin’ they ass)
i catch ’em, i take ’em a picture (ho boy)
sippin’ this drank, sh*t f*ck with my liver
call up a doctor, clean my system (clеan me up)
ain’t sh*t change, get you turnеd off my whistle (phew)
but still we sn*tch ’em like a missile
i can’t be hangin’ ’round auntie on n*gga (lame*ass n*gga)
five*seven, yeah, my chopper a pistol
we say f*ck the opps crazy, gotta put mr.
i’m takin’ her top down, i ain’t kiss her
i’m stuck in my way, venmo mode get ’em (venmo)
my n*gga shot his shot, he ain’t even get her (i got this, slime)
i caught her, took her down just for the member (slap her)
[verse 1]
this sh*t te amo, know kg, he gon’ get ’em (i love you)
i got a recipe for a couple these n*ggas (‘kay)
we throw him a party, he thought we was with him (birthday party)
rocked him to sleep, i ain’t babysit him (come here)
i’m huntin’ for him, you know hoadie gon’ get him (get the scoop on him)
we movin’ beside that car, i’m a rider (i’m a rider)
f*ck all ’em, they gon’ die together, we gon’ k!ll ’em
shoot ’em up, put ’em up (come here)
we gettin’ up close, he gon’ die from a slug (yeah*yeah)
i got jewelry on in front of the judge (all this sh*t on)
when i smile, they gon’ mug (oh yeah, what?)
the state tryna label me as a thug
prosecutor label me a plug (big f*ck the opps crazy)
i swear to the tre, that is on all us
we movin’ off murder and love (slimecrook)
[chorus]
i’m that n*gga (i’m that n*gga)
i’m suited in black for that scrilla
i’m buyin’ 392 for all my k!llers
they come through slidin’ fast when they hit ya (we hittin’ ’em)
i catch ’em, i take ’em a picture (ho boy)
sippin’ this drank, sh*t f*ck with my liver (i’m slime)
call up a doctor, clean my system (clean me up)
ain’t sh*t change, get you turned off my whistle (phew)
but still we sn*tch ’em like a missile (get out of there)
i can’t be hangin’ ’round auntie on n*gga (lame*ass n*gga)
five*seven, yeah, my chopper a pistol (clean sh*t)
we say f*ck the opps crazy, gotta put mr.
i’m takin’ her top down, i ain’t kiss her (slatt)
i’m stuck in my way, venmo mode get ’em (trench move)
my n*gga shot his shot, he ain’t even get her (i slapped her)
i caught her, took her down just for the member
[verse 2]
n*gga be dyin’ tryna get some dealin’
these n*ggas ain’t got that much faith from they n*gga (fake*ass fool)
lil’ bruh caught a bop, threw the gun in the river (yeah)
he was movin’ lose, no hundred, i ripped him (i smashed his ass)
7.62 cut him over and i split him (got him)
advanced this weapon, protectin’ my n*gga (yeah)
n*gga be talkin’ too much, i don’t feel him (no)
i ain’t cuffin’ no b*tch, cut her off of my system (ah, b*tch)
i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up like tay keith (tay keith)
like michael myers, see my face and they heart beat (yeah)
i’m steppin’ on sh*t like big beef (big beef)
my sh*t ain’t like none of these n*ggas, they got big t**th (big t**th*ass n*gga)
and everywhere i go, got the gun for a minute (that bread)
that thirty*ball or a fifty*piece (fifty*piece)
i’m that n*gga, you better not at me (at me)
where i’m from, n*gga, we at sh*t on the backstreet (slimecrook)
[chorus]
i’m that n*gga (that n*gga)
i’m suited in black for that scrilla
i’m buyin’ 392 for all my k!llers
they come through slidin’ fast when they hit ya (we hittin’ ’em)
i catch ’em, i take ’em a picture (ho boy)
sippin’ this drank, sh*t f*ck with my liver (i’m slime)
call up a doctor, clean my system (clean me up)
ain’t sh*t change, get you turned off my whistle (phew)
but still we sn*tch ’em like a missile (get out of there)
i can’t be hangin’ ’round auntie on n*gga (lame*ass n*gga)
five*seven, yeah, my chopper a pistol (clean sh*t)
we say f*ck the opps crazy, gotta put mr.
i’m takin’ her top down, i ain’t kiss her (slatt)
i’m stuck in my way, venmo mode get ’em (trench move)
my n*gga shot his shot, he ain’t even get her (i slapped her)
i caught her, took her down just for the member
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