KiU - FBH (FLAVEMIX) lyrics

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KiU - FBH (FLAVEMIX) lyrics

[Verse] YO They Say That They Real But All Of Em Fake I Got A Body In The Trunk Just Find Me A Lake n***as Lying Bout They Status and Money They Make When We Looking For The Static Ain't None Of Em Safe We Be Getting Money No Time For The Talking I Just Copped Me A Five Seven I'm Ready To Spark It Thought You Could Run Off On The Plug Now You Dead In A Coffin I'm Putting Numbers On The Board Like I'm Magic In Boston I Just Want The p**y Don't Tell Me Ya Problems He Got A Problem with The Crew and I'm Ready To Solve Em This n***a Food We Pulling Up and We Ready To Park Em Listen Duke I'm Chasing Bucks Like My Last Name Is Parker You Don't Eat If You Ain't Struggle with Us Shorty Give Me Throat, You n***as Cuddle with Her When They Free My n***a Lil He Gonna Come and Get Ya Hit You and Any n***a Saying They Running with Ya We Strapped with .44s and Better Mansa Say Get Em Told Him I Got Em Just Grab The Chedda Pops Gave Me The Game I Covered It Like A Sweater My White Boy He A Shooter He'll Pop You Like J.J Reddick n***a You Ain't Safe In Ya Own Hood They Think The GOD Broke But We All Good I Would Wanna Be Me Too If We All Could Cuz I Got The Juice Like I'm Q Back In Nine Two When It's War Time We Come and Find You Music Low Dark Tint When We Slide Through Papi Said We Get It Cheaper If We Buy Two Copped That Pushed The Work Out The Drive Through Top Back On The Jeep Gotta Climb Through All My n***as Got The Heat Like LeBron Do Bring The Apes To The Streets Like The Bronx Zoo I Got It Made If You Creep I'll Divide You [Hook] Blowing Money Fast, Blowing Money Fast I Just Want My Money In A Brown Bag My Son Gave Him Three Like He Steve Nash Throwing Shade On The GOD I Just Breeze Pa** f** Being Humble, f** Being Humble We Gone Shoot It Out I Don't Wanna Rumble Now I Got The Rock I Won't Never Stumble f** Being Humble, f** Being Humble