Fvontae Task Force (feat. Julio.1k)

Task Force (feat. Julio.1k)

Fvontae

Songtexte




Lately I just been inside my bag more
As a young nigga I got everything I ever asked for
Push the whip like this bitch stolen man I put it pass sport
On the 95 turn my lights off run from task force
Quanny say I need to brag more
Every day a nigga hitting chase treat it like a damn store
I get credit off my fucking face cause they know my hustle good
I ain't gotta pay her for no pussy cause she know I fuck her good
Touched a 40 piece put a nigga on now I'm up to good
I just might push a nigga button
I stay tucked with that heater like an oven
If it's beef then it ain't up for discussion
If he play wit me Ima get to bussin
My gun spit when it speak just like it's russian
You can't keep up wit me just keep on hustlin
I got it out the streets and off the muscle
If you ain't in my team then nigga fuck you
Gotta watch how I move I'm in these streets
Different sides of the homies got to beefing
I'm just keeping my distance i ain't speaking
I won't let a nigga catch me sleeping
I just grabbed my glock from off the seat
Put one in the head soon as I reach
I ain't never scared but I'm on peachy
Leave a nigga dead if he keep reaching
Cause I'm in my bag now bag now
Run up a check and them niggas be hating
They jocking swag now swag now
Moncler Christian Louboutin dangerous
I feel like the man now man now
VVS and them bitches be stainless
I can't go out sad now sad now
I'm tryna stack and take care of my baby woah woah
Lately I just been inside my bag more
As a young nigga I got everything I ever asked for
Push the whip like this bitch stolen man I put it pass sport
On the 95 turn my lights off run from task force
Quanny say I need to brag more
Every day a nigga hitting chase treat it like a damn store
I get credit off my fucking face cause they know my hustle good
I ain't gotta pay her for no pussy cause she know I fuck her good
Touched a 40 piece put a nigga on now I'm up to good
Tryna save this money I can't take with me let's get into something
I been feeling lonely I don't know who with me if you here or not
Really gotta tell me something I don't ever really ask a nigga nothing
When I pull up, pull up in that and I'm stunting
I don't think that you can tell a nigga nothing
I got a reason to ball
I gotta urge, I wanna splurge, I wanna hit up the mall
I got a wave
I got the drip
I got that shit ripped off. Hunnids and twenties
Fifties and benji's I'm getting plenty
Fuck in Givenchy
Beating her senseless take her to Denny's
Aw yeah aw yeah what more should I have to ask for?
Cause niggas never down for the plan they just plan on the back door
God be my witness shit getting sticky niggas go missing
Stay on my grizzy, I'm on a mission niggas ain't listen
Lately I just been inside my bag more
As a young nigga I got everything I ever asked for
Push the whip like this bitch stolen man I put it pass sport
On the 95 turn my lights off run from task force
Quanny say I need to brag more
Every day a nigga hitting chase treat it like a damn store
I get credit off my fucking face cause they know my hustle good
I ain't gotta pay her for no pussy cause she know I fuck her good
Touched a 40 piece put a nigga on now I'm up to good



Autor(en): Davante Adams


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