Foolery (feat. Fats the Scammer & Yung DD)
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Running up the sack I'm the running back Trying jack the sack I'ma Nola clap Fuckin on yo bitch That's a body bag Catch an opp slippin Molly wopped his ass Ay bitch you sound dumb asf F*ck I look like pouring this drank Without my double cup Huh yeah so it's for the hype Lil bitch know I'm up So I know she still gon let me pipe Woo I just want the coochie F*ck I look like that last nigga trying eat yo booty Aye who I heard they letting up Pauly in the cut With two drake's tryina send him up Two Glock twenty-six yeah I'm loaded up Nigga run up on me ima have his ass double dutch Ion f*ck around yeah I'm fitted up F*ck a bad bitch with her friend My dick glittered up Yeah I'm turnt up My eyes burnt up Sipping on duce while I count the blue faces up PG the label we some bloodhounds Running around the town bouta get it now hold up wait please don't get me started I be round all the baddest bithces and I still be fartin Aye hold up who got jewelry I bet my niggas hands woulda went up if I said properties Aye yall ain't foolin me You ain't send a pound on a hound in them shiesty streets Aye yo nigga not a leader Nineteen forty-two & bnbs yo bitch been an eater She a nasty bitch yeah she clean the dick Ball head Mr clean the way she clean the dick I'ma real nigga and I ain't never snitch Run it up by myself I ain't need a clique This vlone tee right here Yeah it's one of none Black on black rover sliding like a young don Dior kicks cost eleven hundon Some the same week as Lil Boosie nem But who gives a f*ck Gelato thirty one and pink runts Bitch come live it up Aye yeah me and my niggas styling I got niggas in the dirty glove and they really wylin Woo yeah bitch we don't play fair Seven six two's rip him up like a grizzly bear Wye yeah my pockets always full Covid nineteen get me up I might move out the hood Huh yeah I don't need a clique A hundred round drum with a compressor I'll burn this bitch Hold up aye It's a pandemic let me get yo cash app bitch and reek all the benefits I'm just getting started I ain't really mean that last shit I said about fartin Ha yeah bitch I got manners Catch me in the trap with three computers and a pole dancer
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Written by: Demetrius Bourdeau, Richard Arthur, Tristan Anoza
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