Lyrics:
mud with my togs
Getting that shit on the low
Put on my coat feeling cold today
I want the beef I'm gonna make fillet
Move like a soldier where my
wait, got out the bag, I made a fillet (wait)
It's all like a band, with some sticks, I parade
Fuck what they talkin' bout? I'm gettin' paid
Goddamn,
baby
Race you to the top, it's on, Eating good fillet mignon
Dark and emo, turns me on, I can't tell what's right or wrong
Your ego's the size in
BCC γαμώ κάθε MC
Από ψωμί και ελιές τώρα bon fillet
Ντρεπόμουνα τώρα confident
Τότε άδειες ήταν οι κρεμάστρες
Εκτιμάω τώρα που 'μαι πάντα fresh
Okay that’s insane
Eating up a chick fillet
Filling up in Stephanie
Homie it’s a new day
So I got the energy
Know you know the synergy
I feel it in my
you're hot like you're flamin' yuh
And I'll eat u like a fillet mignon
Baby I cant lie you're so good
Said that lately you've been dry now you're soakin'
teach you, the ways
Bitches thin, fillet
She gon press, replay
I don't know what to do
When I'm losing my mind
I can see through all the hoes
Till I
a fillet, yeah
Worked out my flow, how to steal it, yeah
Water on me, I distill it, yeah
Can't take her back and I hit it, yeah
Fam, I'm on my bag that I
Boxing like a sandwich, niggas gon' baguette it
Glocks out and them Ballys, niggas gon' regret
Boxing chicken sandwich, niggas don't fillet it
Oh you
fish-fillet
I'm eating Chick-fil-a
Louis V on a BP, I'm up in Dc's
Foams on like I'm at 4-3
But that's a .223
Riding with something like America's top
in Nov or Hakk
Broccoli, mash, and a fillet bass
Step with a fling (flingy)
My young will step with the ying (yang)
Shotgun, step with a limp
a little hut and it’s perfect for two
There’s rum in the cooler and pineapple juice
Fresh fish fillets roasting on the grill
Got everything we need so we
Wrist so sick & i dont think they got a cure
Yea i want it all & ima drip it in dior (yea)
Servin up junkies & j's
Choppin up bricks like fillets
Yea i
We're beefin', chickens, I swear
I'll fillet, it'll still get chingy right there
Load the nine, teeth gold, didn't come from Claire
Online cheek over
Eat your fillet steak, deckhand
Pretend respect from all your friends
Be a doctor, ultra-rich
And everything’s going properly
Don’t forget
Have a belt
(Trapaholics, drop this shit, what?)
And my twenty-gauge will turn you into fish fillet (Haha)
Pull the mask down, my 'migos comin', andale (Haha)
I don't
Presentation's everything come check out my display
It's food for thought that I've learned to so easily fillet
I'm scheduling December while yo'
a little luck
We have so little cash between us
I shouldn't have ordered those fillets
But I couldn't resist it
I'd been hungry for days
fishing
Fishing foe fillet of soul
Chorus:
I've got to be where I've got to be
Can't catch no fish if I'm not in the sea
With glee, yipee skippy
Here fishy,
like Snow Beach
Shooters with chrome heat
40-Belows and gold teeth
Fillets of black, spilling militant rap
Buck 'em have 'em kicking the bucket
Like
speak murder shit
Like Jesus Malverde did
I put you to sleep permanent
Sleep with the trout
My homies fillet piranhas
You plan to spray Llamas but
You
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