My niggas is bitches they switchin up
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
Had to stay low had to go ghost
20% tint my windows
Ima go hard for my kinfolk
Imma go hard for my kinfolk
Inhale and exhale the indo
I be get in all the info
That's how ik where the opps post
They ran out of styles like the Lox OH
Hiding yo hands but throw rocks woah
Hiding to hands but throw rocks Hoe
When I pop out I got my pole
Carry concealed for the ops woah
If you run up you'll get shot hoe
I do not play bout my life no
Tryna achieve all my life goals
When I'm on stage feel the vibes whoa
Can't wait till my shit go viral
Come home and split pie wit my bros
Ain't got no time for no lion hoes
My bitch might f*ck if she fine tho
Dont want none these bitches that's on me
Tonight she is goin home lonely
Stack up my bread and stay low key
That's why only few people know me
Pull up on kash that's my homie
Always been real never phoney
Always been real never phoney
My niggas is bitches they switchin up
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
ATM Kace - Fentanyl Lyrics
ATM Kace - Fentanyl Lyrics
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My niggas is bitches they switchin up
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
Had to stay low had to go ghost
20% tint my windows
Ima go hard for my kinfolk
Imma go hard for my kinfolk
Inhale and exhale the indo
I be get in all the info
That's how ik where the opps post
They ran out of styles like the Lox OH
Hiding yo hands but throw rocks woah
Hiding to hands but throw rocks Hoe
When I pop out I got my pole
Carry concealed for the ops woah
If you run up you'll get shot hoe
I do not play bout my life no
Tryna achieve all my life goals
When I'm on stage feel the vibes whoa
Can't wait till my shit go viral
Come home and split pie wit my bros
Ain't got no time for no lion hoes
My bitch might f*ck if she fine tho
Dont want none these bitches that's on me
Tonight she is goin home lonely
Stack up my bread and stay low key
That's why only few people know me
Pull up on kash that's my homie
Always been real never phoney
Always been real never phoney
My niggas is bitches they switchin up
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
Had to stay low had to go ghost
20% tint my windows
Ima go hard for my kinfolk
Imma go hard for my kinfolk
Inhale and exhale the indo
I be get in all the info
That's how ik where the opps post
They ran out of styles like the Lox OH
Hiding yo hands but throw rocks woah
Hiding to hands but throw rocks Hoe
When I pop out I got my pole
Carry concealed for the ops woah
If you run up you'll get shot hoe
I do not play bout my life no
Tryna achieve all my life goals
When I'm on stage feel the vibes whoa
Can't wait till my shit go viral
Come home and split pie wit my bros
Ain't got no time for no lion hoes
My bitch might f*ck if she fine tho
Dont want none these bitches that's on me
Tonight she is goin home lonely
Stack up my bread and stay low key
That's why only few people know me
Pull up on kash that's my homie
Always been real never phoney
Always been real never phoney
My niggas is bitches they switchin up
I talk about facts they talk fictional
Was trappin the xanz wit the fentanyl
One person OD now the feds involved
Writer: Kc Johnson
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