Isymoose - Fued paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Fued - Isymoose



Went OT and I came right back
I left them dry, and I caught them chap
Broski's rich but they still all trap
Suck me dry cuz she heard I rap
Ain't no cap in my rap no bap
The Mandem lost in this world no map
Jakes all talk keep it all no yap
Gyal dem mad sittin on my lap
If it werent for the bros
I'd prolly be locked down in a can
Linked bad ting wouldn't be your man
Take off ting where I land my hand
Care what you say, I don't do all that
Cuz the family know who I rlly am
Write my line, like Bj Sand
AlhumduAllah for food on pan
Where the mandam at? (Where they at?)
They did all talk couldn't do the walk
Broski hiding shit in sock
Can't take mine cuz my ting on lock
The kids unknown posted on the block
Stay on his grind cuz he sell that rock
I got ends sippin on that wock
The jakes infect like it's chicken pox
I got females mad cuz I did my ting
And I did them wrong
Dissing me and they diss my song
Hatred come from the place i'm from
I can't love you
Cuz I heard some thing's that'll make you mad you can't make me cum
Shit, you got bare backed bum
My people say I gotta watch my tongue
Revenge that kid with a dirty k
Head shot once no sun today
Drive by shot no chik fil A
Draco got not damn relay
Tell my manz leave no delay
I hit stolo, then I hit freeway
Fuck, now he on da ground no time to waste, no time to play
No you not my bro
I could make disstrack
But that's not my go
Country knows that i'm going pro
I did bare things that I keep on low
He got t'd up, now his skin on sew
On G.O.D i'm gonna blow
(Blow, you dont even know)
The gyal dem know, i'm no average joe
Tell me why you pressed?
I fucked bad girl, with a tight white dress
She say pull up, I reply say less
Some big bad ting that I must confess
I'll take that drive to the deep southwest (Fuck)
I got me in a mess
Bro
It aint no stress
I hit bro's phone like cuz you bless?
I got links all in the west
She sucked my soul then left
She did her ting the best
My heart abort my chest
I couldn't take no rest
Ate her like she a fest
She say her manz a pest
Approve I pass the test
Pray broski beat his trial
They left cuz in denial
My mind fucked up from rapping, when i'm done my money pile
Producer C just hit my line, like broski send the file
See this right here is something new, new wave that come from nile
Hit opp right in his belly, see him leaking out his bile
Be quick to leave the scene
Bro best believe he'll get to dial
And if they ask for names, you tell the feds my name Kyle
The bando up the block, but it's gon take us a lil while
Two months but it's a mile
Arrive and i'm gon smile
The window broke to pieces, I peep blood all on the tile
No lie, my heart in lag, you see me i'm in hostile
Nobody gonna rat, so if you ask that's just our style
I pulled out, out her cooch and i'm still trippin she fertile
She say i'm verstile, and she beggin for a child
Lil gyal dem off a bean, if I were you yeah i'd be wild
The poom poom kinda leaking, grab a mop for 2nd aisle
Damn, fuck dont know what to do
Say see me and I see you too
Heard bad things and they ain't all true
Why your girl wanna be my boo?
Say put work and I follow through
Bro in paint the assist I threw
Can't beef manz I don't want your food
Learn up sticks cuz it's time to fued



Writer(s): Isy Moose


Isymoose - Fued - Single
Album Fued - Single
date de sortie
05-07-2022

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