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Fish Scale

by YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Fish scale, Draco with that kick real (it got grip) I got clientele comin' through on my cell (yeah, yeah) What you want, we sell We got verses, plus some hittas get them bodies out of here Hold on, bro be servin' gas and hard And bought that straight from off the scale Let's go, who the fuck said that they want it with me? I'm in Atlanta, a hundred some sticks on a nigga They know not to run up on me Spotted him, I sent a pic to that nigga To show him I'm only lettin' him breath Shot at him, I swung that stick at that nigga The bullets, they stronger than Hercules She on Roxies, and this bitch on hard I got Percs and Celie, X, and Xanax bars We got big extensions that protect my heart Know we set like concrete, man Rich ass nigga in a Maybach van Hole in his head, tryna see all his brain He gon' blatt, bah, bah if you think 'bout playin' games Bought a cutter on my hand that we wrapped in whole things Still got gray just like the road for to blow your nose and veins, yeah Fish scale, Draco with that kick real (it got grip) I got clientele comin' through on my cell (yeah, yeah) What you want, we sell We got verses, plus some hittas get them bodies out of here Hold on, bro be servin' gas and hard And bought that straight from off the scale She on Roxies, and this bitch on hard I got Percs and Celie, X, and Xanax bars We got big extensions that protect my heart Know we set like concrete, man Rich ass nigga in a Maybach van I got Percs and Celie, that drank gon' kill my kidneys I got plenty hittas, know them niggas will not get me We got scopes on top of them poles to make sure they split him Bro got blocks all on the road, them shrooms came with that shipment I got badass ratchet hoes, they got booty lifting She got her a BBL, I'm out on the street with a TEC that kill These diamonds, they glist', you see I'm is I'm the originator, keep a Drac' like a sportsinator Count up plenty paper, know that glizzy be fornicatin' Put a clock on the top of hater Hole in his head, tryna see all his brain He gon' blatt, bah, bah if you think 'bout playin' games (playin' games) Bought a cutter on my hand that we wrapped in whole things (whole things) Still got gray just like the road for to blow your nose and veins, yeah Fish scale, Draco with that kick real (it got grip) I got clientele comin' through on my cell (yeah, yeah) What you want, we sell We got verses, plus some hittas get them bodies out of here Hold on, bro be servin' gas and hard And bought that straight from off the scale She on Roxies, and this bitch on hard I got Percs and Celie, X, and Xanax bars We got big extensions, they protect my heart Know we set like concrete, man Rich ass nigga in a Maybach van

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