Текст песни Fta 2 (feat. Funeral) - reefuh!
Ha,
boy,
yo'
pockets
puny
I
got
bad
sons,
Mr.
Mooney
Why
y'all
main
thot
tryna
do
me?
I'm
like,
"Fuck,
I
spilled
this
lean
on
my
ksubis"
Had
that
G43
through
TSA
On
my
mama,
fuck
that
drama,
P.D.A
Smoke
that
ganja,
get
them
dollars
Alleviate,
I
got
two
of
everything
I
needed
a
FTA
They
ain't
bout
that
shit,
that's
master
bait
For
me
she
masturbate
Bedrock,
fuck
her,
make
the
bed
rock
OBJ,
he
with
them
jakes
He
caught
a
headshot
It's
fuck
them
snakes,
that's
on
bro
grave
Gon'
end
up
dead,
watch
Caught
him
sleepin'
in
that
traffic
Clipped
his
dreadlocks
I'm
off
a
Ritalin,
helping
me
focus
I'm
sick
of
this
Weenie
Hut
bitch,
boy,
she
bogus
I
get
the
brеad,
take
it
right
out
the
toaster
I'm
sick
of
this
propaganda,
it's
atrocious
I'm
in
thе
villa,
can't
get
realer
Came
out
the
womb
as
a
goddamn
killer
Rock
Margiela,
new
hoe
vanilla
Wanna
touch
my
shit,
boy?
Don't,
tiller
Racks
tall
than
a
pillar
is
Teach
these
boys
They
gon'
read
that
syllabus
I'ma
pop
that
pill
Fuck
his
mom
for
a
thrill
Bro
got
swiped
out
a
bow,
we'll
drill
a
bitch
ARP
a
dud,
if
this
bitch
jam
then
they
gon'
can
me
I
talk
to
my
wallet,
hit
the
club,
I
said,
"Band
me"
Pourin'
activist
for
when
I
misbehave
Call
up
funeral,
they'll
put
you
in
that
grave
Folks
gon'
spank
him,
he
gone
take
yours
You
speak
on
who's
career?
Like-like,
bitch,
I
ain't
make
yours?
No,
he
can't
move
like
me
It's
too
illegal
for
him
That
boy
get
shot
like
movie,
like,
that
shit
regal
for
him
That
boy
can't
hit
no
lick
himself,
need
you
to
steal
it
for
him
Get
the
drop
on
that
pussy
The
Desert
Eagle
on
him
We
be
in
the
Telegrams,
he
get
set
up
Left
lil'
bro
in
his
own
blood,
he
get
wet
up
.9mm
semi-auto
APX,
beretta
Fuck
that
vest,
lil'
bro,
I
shoot
from
the
neck
up
We
just
slit
his
neck
up
He
gon'
co-op
wit
the
feds,
yeah,
he
gon'
fess
up
We
like
the
cartel
in
this
bitch
We
tore
his
chest
up
Took
his
head
up
off
that
bitch
Now
he
can't
get
up
He
get
dropped
like
police
Swear
they
think
they
know
me
In
this
bitch
forever,
like,
bitch,
I'm
really
OG
Like,
can't
no
label
own
me
Labels
still
up
on
my
nuts,
I
do
this
by
my
lonely
Get
depressed
like
a
emo
bitch
But
they
can't
destroy
me
Bedrock,
fuck
her,
make
the
bed
rock
OBJ,
he
with
them
jakes,
he
caught
a
headshot
It's
fuck
them
snakes,
that's
on
bro
grave
Gon'
end
up
dead,
watch
Caught
him
sleepin'
in
that
traffic
Clipped
his
dreadlocks
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