Текст песни 100 - Feddi

OMG it's Feddi!
Don't trust these niggas they don't keep that shit a hunnit
(How the keep it?)
50
Member back then when she wasn't fucking with me
I tell you a lot of lies to hide the fact I'm guilty
A lot of dirty money so I gotta do you filthy
(So what you tell her?)
I tell her I done with all that back and forth if I wanted that then I'll play some tennis
Growing up they always said I was moving round senseless
(Early on fell in love with Cubans and the pendants)
Now it's foreign cars need Beemers and them Benzes
Used to get clowned for my frames and my lenses
Now the trap jumping came from jumping over fences
If you on the side then keep me out your mentions

Hoe don't tell me that you down to ride when you don't really mean it
I told you I love you but I don't think I know the meaning
All them lies bout who you wit out your mouth was misleading
Tell me how we post to last when you was out there cheating
Member' when you shitted on me, my yellow diamonds peeing
Member' when you dipped on me everything I'm doing you said I wasn't gon' be it
It hurt my soul to see my grandma dying and she was happy to receive it
Blew a bag in Neimans
I did it for no reason
I told that hoe to stop that talking so I filled her mouth with some semen
She told me that you cheating
So she fucked me to get even
Roll a three-five every evening
Help me stay away from them demon folk
Can't wait till I hop in a demon go
Takeoff just like a rocket ima ball
Had to cut her off all she wanna do is talk
You don't want no smoke I heard you cough go get some halls
I been low all year bout to fuck shit up in fall
Shout out all the haters that told me I'll fall off

Don't trust these niggas they don't keep that shit a hunnit
(How the keep it?)
50
Member back then when she wasn't fucking with me
I tell you a lot of lies to hide the fact I'm guilty
A lot of dirty money so I gotta do you filthy
(So what you tell her?)
I tell her I done with all that back and forth if I wanted that then I'll play some tennis
Growing up they always said I was moving round senseless
(Early on fell in love with Cubans and the pendants)
Now it's foreign cars need Beemers and them Benzes
Used to get clowned for my frames and my lenses
Now the trap jumping came from jumping over fences
If you on the side then keep me out your mentions

Hangin' wit them dealers and them d-boys
Showed me how to hustle and want more
Fucking with that hoe made my heart sore
Had to cut her off she was bad luck
Every time I walk up in the store I blow a bag and that's on sight
For them cold, broke, hungry, sleepless nights
How you hang round all them shooters but be scared to see a pipe
Be round some them dealers that ain't scared to take your life
If you get caught up in that jam are you gon tell or are you gon' ride
If I get caught up in that jam gang and nem gon slide
Seen way too much wrong it's hard for me to move right
Told my shorty stay long I'm 100 match my vibe

Don't trust these niggas they don't keep that shit a hunnit
(How the keep it?)
50
Member back then when she wasn't fucking with me
I tell you a lot of lies to hide the fact I'm guilty
A lot of dirty money so I gotta do you filthy
(So what you tell her?)
I tell her I done with all that back and forth if I wanted that then I'll play some tennis
Growing up they always said I was moving round senseless
(Early on fell in love with Cubans and the pendants)
Now it's foreign cars need Beemers and them Benzes
Used to get clowned for my frames and my lenses
Now the trap jumping came from jumping over fences
If you on the side then keep me out your mentions