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Trabajarie & Duley1k - Fam (Duley1k) [feat. Papiiiondabeat] Lyrics
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F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
Snap on the beat in the field imma center
F*ck on yo bitch in the back of the sprinter, Diamonds they wet n it freeze like the winter
I do what i wanna do I am that nigga you not wit the gang just the man in the middle
Pocket rocket but that bih shoot a missle, Put dat dick right in her mouth like sum bristles
He talking reckless it's funny it tickle, He talking reckless get hit wit that pistol
Talk out yo neck n we won't even diss you, 1 in the head better duck for he hit you
Then come to the funeral act like we miss you, After the funeral f*ck on yo sister
Pass the bih off to the gang scottie pippen, F*ck niggas really goin hate that we winning
I wanna wraith wit the stars in the ceiling, Niggas be telling these niggas be snitching
Two 23 and dem forties we gripping, Glock 23 wit a beam we not missing
Not sparing these niggas we itching to get it, Hol up wait
I run this shit like a running back try to run off goin hit you wit a hunnid macs
Imma goin n let dis money stack
Imma count a whole hunnid racks
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
He come wit that fake shit that 40 goin flip em, Pocket rocket but it's shooting missles
Run up on me nigga get yo issue, So much money ion know the difference
I been riding round i been gettin it
I been riding round wit the pistol, Nigga run up on me he goin get it, Pussy nigga ain't know i was wit it
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing, Imma chemist in the kitchen
F*ck is you clean up the dishes
In pot water whipping, All i know is getting cash, All i know is count the cake, I want the VVS 2s
Diamonds on me like a lake, Diamonds on me n they skate, Pussy niggas they goin hate
Aye shout out to school boy, Ion even like to skate, Pussy nigga get ate, Put a nigga on a plate
Pussy niggas like to hate, I might goin n up the K
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
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F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
Snap on the beat in the field imma center
F*ck on yo bitch in the back of the sprinter, Diamonds they wet n it freeze like the winter
I do what i wanna do I am that nigga you not wit the gang just the man in the middle
Pocket rocket but that bih shoot a missle, Put dat dick right in her mouth like sum bristles
He talking reckless it's funny it tickle, He talking reckless get hit wit that pistol
Talk out yo neck n we won't even diss you, 1 in the head better duck for he hit you
Then come to the funeral act like we miss you, After the funeral f*ck on yo sister
Pass the bih off to the gang scottie pippen, F*ck niggas really goin hate that we winning
I wanna wraith wit the stars in the ceiling, Niggas be telling these niggas be snitching
Two 23 and dem forties we gripping, Glock 23 wit a beam we not missing
Not sparing these niggas we itching to get it, Hol up wait
I run this shit like a running back try to run off goin hit you wit a hunnid macs
Imma goin n let dis money stack
Imma count a whole hunnid racks
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
He come wit that fake shit that 40 goin flip em, Pocket rocket but it's shooting missles
Run up on me nigga get yo issue, So much money ion know the difference
I been riding round i been gettin it
I been riding round wit the pistol, Nigga run up on me he goin get it, Pussy nigga ain't know i was wit it
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing, Imma chemist in the kitchen
F*ck is you clean up the dishes
In pot water whipping, All i know is getting cash, All i know is count the cake, I want the VVS 2s
Diamonds on me like a lake, Diamonds on me n they skate, Pussy niggas they goin hate
Aye shout out to school boy, Ion even like to skate, Pussy nigga get ate, Put a nigga on a plate
Pussy niggas like to hate, I might goin n up the K
F*ck wit the fam and you might end up missing wait, nigga make sure that you listen weight
What i be pushing n flippin
8th pour up a line and I'm sipping, Don't f*ck wit these niggas not trusting these bitches
They f*ck wit a nigga because he be dripping, Niggas be talking til i catch em slipping
He come wit that fake shit i bet you i dip em
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Writer: Abdul Diarrassouba
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