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lirik lagu f u c k – ​yung brownie

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[intro]
(it’s me, omniscious)

[verse 1: only.ty]
f*ck the game, f*ck the fame, f*ck you
i don’t even know why i go to school, ayy
i shoot my shot from d, what it do?
i get happy when i shoot my tool, yeah
my n*gga, now it’s on his muh’f*ckin’ tooth (yeah)
you got a problem, let’s do what it do
i robbed the bank, i want all that loot, yeah
take the sh*t in front of you, that’s my payday
you actin’ tough, then run my fa*ade
say what you want, but i’m always gettin’ pa*aid
you a freaky*ass n*gga, got yo’ ass ate
i’m chillin’ with your f*ckin’ girl, i call her ba*ae
and i’m here for l, i’ma sta*ay
at night, n*ggas goin’ to h*ll ’cause you ga*ay
now it’s ’bout to dunk on ’em like lebron james
and i’ma throw this sh*t up like dwayne wade

[verse 2: kingchri$]
we dunkin’ on these lil’ n*ggas
hypin’ sh*t with midget f*ckers, no partyin’
just bouncin’ out the crib with b*tches and our middle fingers
a* and asian b*tches with some mewtwo hourglass figures
but i’ll take your funny commentary*ass pitches
run it back like i’m a f*ckin’ tugboat
need a b*tch with a back and a b*tt vogue
she need a rack too, just stay up and float
we goin’ up nonstop ’til we up, ho
and the street is wack, that’s a new promo
f*ck around and end up like a h0m*
all you n*ggas keep actin’ not a gomo
stop the rap cap, you can’t even fold, bro
i run this b*tch, y’all better call me cuomo
(is it my turn yet?) a*a*ahem
[verse 3: fugazi naz]
cuomo in this b*tch, i dip the sauce all on yo’ miss
you know we laugh like this is twitch ’cause all my n*ggas gettin’ rich
i keep that b*tch right out my door, yeah, that ho out there ignore, uh
body out spoke, then i leave one in the morgue, uh
f*ckin’ that b*tch, i’m chronic
they love my sound, yeah, i’m like chronic
doin’ the dash, am i like sonic
and she and her family just platonic
i’m ready to bust like i’m a rocket
i’m a freak, she outta pocket
man, you n*ggas are sharin’ profit
’cause you just talk like you some muppets

[interlude: fugazi naz]
uh, ayy, yuh
ha*ha, oh lo* hol’ up
gitchy, get back to him
gitchy, get back
uh, uh
f*ck!

[verse 4: fugazi naz]
leave him limp to the potty, shots, they hit like lit bacardi
i can make your b*tch growl down like whitney was f*ckin’
k!ll yo’ f*ckin’ witty
i’m gettin’ bars, so i told her “f*ck me where i f*ck your titty”
f*ck your pity, b*tch, yuh!

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