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Fog Steel - No Morty Lyrics



Fog Steel - No Morty Lyrics
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Bowling pins when we knock em down
If we miss one shot then we spin back round
Nigga what I smoke it's a big ass pound
Hell naw I ain't scared I'ma stand my ground
M.I.A I can't be found
Boy f*ck your block boy this my town
Her shit get wet off how I sound
I'm sipping mud but it ain't brown
Tryna take my sak then we gon blitz
No way he mad about a bitch
Been f*cked that girl you ain't on shit
I cracked her ass
Yea some like Ritz
Lil bitch went blind when she seen my wrist
Gucci Mane my chain it look like piss
Pull up masked up you a think we sick
I stay in the lab I feel like rick
Uh
No Morty
Dey know we f*ck on the Lo no Shawty
Lil dumbass boy got hit with a Four0
Had to block the lil bitch she kept tryna record me
She pulling her hair when she tryna ignore me
Put a spell on the hoe you can't ignore me
Aw you f*ck with my ex but you know she adore me
Don't ask for a favor if you don't support me
I'm saying that shit like every time I don't think they understanding me
Why this bap ass boy keep stealing my rhymes I'm starting to think he a fan of me
I do this shit for my sanity
He say he did what?
Boy that shit fantasy
Why would I beg you to come f*ck with me when I don't even f*ck with my family nigga
Marathon beats when we get em we walking
Playground kid when we see em we chalk em
I'm some like Ferb I don't do no talking
I only like shooting like Kodak No Flocking
That button on back turn a glock automatic
That sound like TV static
When we shoot up his crib make him hide under mattress
He thought shit was cool and we made it dramatic
Make that boy body red like a whole bunch of rashes
Take his bitch for a treat then I f*ck off her lashes
B.O.B F.O.G. bitch you know that we having
Bitch I'm riding with Four we got glocks ina traffic
Four nick on me and you know we ain't lacking
Hop out and dip when we see him we blasting
I'm robbing the plug the nigga keep taxing
Up in Philly with blicks man I feel like I'm Maxey
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English

Bowling pins when we knock em down
If we miss one shot then we spin back round
Nigga what I smoke it's a big ass pound
Hell naw I ain't scared I'ma stand my ground
M.I.A I can't be found
Boy f*ck your block boy this my town
Her shit get wet off how I sound
I'm sipping mud but it ain't brown
Tryna take my sak then we gon blitz
No way he mad about a bitch
Been f*cked that girl you ain't on shit
I cracked her ass
Yea some like Ritz
Lil bitch went blind when she seen my wrist
Gucci Mane my chain it look like piss
Pull up masked up you a think we sick
I stay in the lab I feel like rick
Uh
No Morty
Dey know we f*ck on the Lo no Shawty
Lil dumbass boy got hit with a Four0
Had to block the lil bitch she kept tryna record me
She pulling her hair when she tryna ignore me
Put a spell on the hoe you can't ignore me
Aw you f*ck with my ex but you know she adore me
Don't ask for a favor if you don't support me
I'm saying that shit like every time I don't think they understanding me
Why this bap ass boy keep stealing my rhymes I'm starting to think he a fan of me
I do this shit for my sanity
He say he did what?
Boy that shit fantasy
Why would I beg you to come f*ck with me when I don't even f*ck with my family nigga
Marathon beats when we get em we walking
Playground kid when we see em we chalk em
I'm some like Ferb I don't do no talking
I only like shooting like Kodak No Flocking
That button on back turn a glock automatic
That sound like TV static
When we shoot up his crib make him hide under mattress
He thought shit was cool and we made it dramatic
Make that boy body red like a whole bunch of rashes
Take his bitch for a treat then I f*ck off her lashes
B.O.B F.O.G. bitch you know that we having
Bitch I'm riding with Four we got glocks ina traffic
Four nick on me and you know we ain't lacking
Hop out and dip when we see him we blasting
I'm robbing the plug the nigga keep taxing
Up in Philly with blicks man I feel like I'm Maxey
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