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Artiste:
FattMack
Titre:
Feel Like Diddy
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(Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man? What up?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Jugg, she don't wait) My whole gang, we can’t be fucked with I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch Fuck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch I stayed down, I ain’t rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit I'm real close to a million I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah) We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s Fucked his ho, that pussy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I’ll kill you (Yeah) Yeah, richer than a bitch, still get a 4 For $4 from Wendy’s Uh, pop pills, now I'm twitchin’, I'm puttin' poison in my liver High as fuck, I'm seein’ triple, think it's sweet? I still'll kill you I throw my five, look real close and shoot the man up in the middle I paid a ten, his ass got fried like a McGriddle While I'm drivin', please don't pull on side of me, my bro out the window When some shit gon' stop your fuckin' ride, you dyin' if you up in it Get mad at life and go get fuckin' high, I'm really tryna end this shit My whole gang, we can't be fucked with I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch Fuck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch I stayed down, I ain't rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit I'm real close to a million I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah) We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s Fucked his ho, that pussy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I'll kill you They tryna make FattMack the villain Soon as I tell you no, you get to sayin' I never did shit for you ever and that's some bitch shit Bae, I love you, real shit Last thing I wan' see is you tryna leave, I really need you here, that's real shit That's real talk, I'm a real boss All this lean I sip, I'm never sick, I don't ever cough Police ever ask me, I won't tell 'em shit, won't snitch on my dog You my bitch, you know you spoiled as shit, you designered down, you and my mama My whole gang, we can't be fucked with I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch Fuck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch I stayed down, I ain't rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit I'm real close to a million I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah) We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s Fucked his ho, that pussy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I'll kill you