fta

By reefuh

Released on September 26, 2022

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[Intro]

Plxce, what the fuck?


[Verse 1: reefuh]

Uh, ride down in that Masi', lil' brodie gon' slang that choppa too

Nike stompers on my body, pull up, I might step on you

My woadie got a line of yellow, sippin' 'til he feelin' blue

I just hopped inside that Murcielago, yellow inside, Pikachu

Rara-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

The Glock got a stutter, go, "Ba-ba-ba-ba"

Ayy, he ran it back, then fuck on the wife

The Percocet 10 gon' help me survive

Put him in a hospital bed, uh, he got shot in the head, uh

Artery down on his legs, he eatin' donuts, that boy with the feds (Ha)

Run back, sip straight Wock', get to gunnin', I'ma dump your spot

Better gеt to runnin', you won't make it far, karate kid gon' hit the block

Karatе kid gon' chop your squad then dip straight out, got Burberry

Smokin' straight, straight loud, boy, I'm not surprised if they ain't heard of me

Backwood, uh, boy, I'm on that gat shit

Fuck 'round, get your head split, keep tweakin', he get gaslit

Rover the truck, boy, I'm in this bitch, she got a butt, like, "Please let me hit"

Five-star wax like this shit stick, put my shit back, like, lil' boy, you not slick (No)

You don't got a reason, my shit heat, it change the season

All red line, sixteen bleedin', right on time, this shit demon (Uh)

I ain't mean to get so damn gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fucked a bitch on porn.com

[Verse 2: funeral & reefuh]

Ayy, if that's your bitch, then you can keep the ho (Keep it)

And if I got that rocket on me, I don't need no pole (Fuck that)

If I find out you talk to 12, then yes, you can get stole

I dropped your partner out there, lackin' right outside the store (That's your bitch)

Ayy, lil' bitch, I been grown, ho

They tellin' me, "Calm that lil' bitch down," that's not my ho though (Ayy)

If I shoot him in the fucking head, I take a photo

Lil' bitch always tell me that's my bae, I don't go though (Bitch, I don't go, go)

Ayy, bitch, I'm on the highway with some gold teeth

I don't like the way these bitches claiming that they know me

If you really love me like you say you do, then show me

I'll give you this Glock, go kill my opps and tell 'em, "Blow me"

Yeah, ho so bloody, I think she want me

I need that ho too, I think she lovely

Yeah, ayy, choppa, it go blam, yeah

Killed that boy on cam, yeah

I don't give a damn, yeah


[Verse 3: reefuh]

Push up in that Masi', lil' boy DOA (Goodbye)

Ooh, ooh, you come second place, boy, I've been number one forever

This lil' bitch be geek as hell, like, why your sister on your header? (Boy, what? Ha)

That lil' bitch a rat, scat (Ha, vroom)

Lil' brother, boy, you is a phony, we made him R-I-P, ayy, Tony? (Uh)

Give me that cash or baloney (Uh), I got his ho at my crib, wanna blow me (Uh)

Run up that sack, give me bread on my homie (Uh), I need the cheese, hit the bank, macaroni

Dot to his head, now his face pepperoni (Uh), Glock 19, now his gang Stromboli

Sippin' on Wock', pop that Perc, overdose

"How many hoes in your crib?" It's like dos

You cannot pull up, get turned to a ghost

Fuck what he said, put his bitch in my roach

Smokin' on puffer, lil' boy, you a ho

Got his bitch in my crib with my dick in her throat

All of my pockets on green, they on go

Pop out the cut with that fat 007

Reggaeton, I poppa those, uh, Percs

New Glocks and those had sent him to the nurse

From a drive-by to a goddamn hearse

We gon' fly by, then put him in the earth