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• Artiste: FattMack
• Titre: Do Or Die
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(C Blizzy, fuck these niggas up) Yeah Fatt (Four3va) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas Huh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas Uh, know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas You can't come in here recordin', they take your phone soon as you enter Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner Yeah, suicide, when I went to LA, I met the devil Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else When it's do or die, either gon' bump your gums or you gon' stеp, pussy nigga Still sleep good at night, even though my life a mеss Glocks with dicks, extra filled up clips, even though we ride with sticks Who the fuck is this? Keep blowin' up my phone, must be one of these lil' bitches I'm not interested, I can't go, I'm ridin' 'round with a switch High off ecstasy, make sure I'm on point, I won't miss shit, yeah I just spent your rent, I just bought one more pair of kicks, yeah Grabbed an eight of Tris, nigga, I just spent your rent again I rock Balenciaga boots, I used to wear my brother Timbs Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas Huh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas Uh, know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas You can't come in here recordin', they take your phone soon as you enter Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner Yeah, suicide, when I went to LA, I met the devil Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else When it's do or die, either gon' bump your gums or you gon' step, pussy nigga Yeah, suicide, she tryna do drugs and OD up in this bitch Yeah, I get high, I'll die if I take threes, I'm in this bitch Yeah, still feel our connection when we on bad terms and we out of reach Hope you ain't fakin' how you feel, take off that mask 'cause this ain't trick-or-treat I was in New York, couldn't shoot my video, I was off Xannies, uh You fuck me 'til I'm lazy, go through my phone and smack me out my sleep Mama knew I was fried, every time I threw back, I'm slurrin' at my speech Yeah, I seem to regret as the time pass, tried to wash my eyes with bleach You know I might get mad and call you a thot, but I know you not for the streets I don't really regret a lot of the things I did 'cause that's what made me me They said love cost 'cause I still have a hard time, make this free Twin been sippin' on lean, but got drug tested, hope it's not codeine in his pee Uh, bumped into my model bitch up in a party in Calabasas Huh, she ate up my dick up in a party in Calabasas Uh, know I brought my stick up in a party in Calabasas You can't come in here recordin', they take your phone soon as you enter Baby, you and I, let's talk 'bout our problems over dinner Yeah, suicide, when I went to LA, I met the devil Gettin' lost in your eyes, two reasons why I don't see no one else When it's do or die, either gon' bump your gums or you gon' step, pussy nigga