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hit the curb - ytb fatt & fox bd lyrics

[intro: ytb fatt & fox bd]
uh, uh, uh
uh, bd
uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh (hoo)

[chorus: fox bd]
i’m in the streets every day, but my son be thinkin’ i’m a f*ckin’ nerd (trill)
what the f*ck we talkin’ ’bout if it ain’t ’bout money? i play the same way with ferg (shh)
n*gga, i been havin’ motion back then when bro was jookin’ with g*nerd
day*ones don’t matter, f*ck ’em, i done cut off n*ggas playin’, hit the curb (tril)

[verse: ytb fatt & fox bd]
f*ck, hit the curb ‘fore i hit your curb, uh, uh
i don’t call her ho, i say “lil’ girl”
every time she suck it, she hit the swirl
diss the dead ain’t cool, now you gotta lay in the hospital bed to take a sh*t
i peeped your game, sh*t weak, you always the victim when you in some sh*t
number*one rule up in the trap, cut your phonе off, bro ‘nem in here with bricks
mattеr fact, leave your phone in the car, man, this spot’s a million dollars worth of sh*t
try to play it raw, but i ain’t worried ’bout sh*t
hold on, new day, same sh*t
all the guns you see around got spent
all my guns’ serial numbers got skinned
my n*gga sn*tch any jewelry, come straight to me, knowin’ bd gon’ buy it
give a f*ck if you soccer, baseball, or football, the lackin’ sh*t not allowed
i’m a maniac, the fans wasn’t payin’ attention, jumped in the crowd
i know you the brokest n*gga sittin’ in this room ’cause why you so f*ckin’ loud?
i’m rich for real, i can’t do one child
i want ten (hoo)
all this sh*t i’m poppin’ can’t be allowed
diamonds smile, every t**th three thou’
put the silencer on the mac*11, it get so f*ckin’ loud
put a f*ckin’ dress on like i’m slidin’, they stole my last style
and it’s a f*ckin’ chopper under this dresser, i up, i need it now
uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh (hoo)
[chorus: fox bd]
i’m in the streets every day, but my son be thinkin’ i’m a f*ckin’ nerd (trill)
what the f*ck we talkin’ ’bout if it ain’t ’bout money? i play the same way with ferg (shh)
n*gga, i been havin’ motion back then when bro was jookin’ with g*nerd
day*ones don’t matter, f*ck ’em, i done cut off n*ggas playin’, hit the curb (tril)

- ytb fatt fox bd lyrics

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