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Joey Fatts – Fuck With My Team lyrics
Yo, i’m a die a legend, getting high in heaven
On the road to them riches, prolly buy a 7
I ain’t gotta license I could get yo bitch to drive it
A$AP MOB, we some walking trending topics
Cause a bitch poppin, kicks we popping , yeah we popping
This that Harlem motherfucka we ain’t never stopping
Get them choppa’s chopping, got them puters puting
I know I tweet alot but truthfully i’m used to shooting
Had a mac, had a tech, chromed out lama
I’m at your neck for my set and that’s on mommas
Four comma’s, stack money, tried to make it happen
Who woulda thought Lil Diddy would of made it rapping
El Capito clapping the chrome, Breaking up happy homes, crack these hoes, stack these o’s, call me rappido GOOONIE
Thuggin like a ?, tech up on my dresser, man i’m really bout whatever get cha shit together
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