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Ona Eway Race Dis Forza Chopa hit Like A heavyweight Torta

Lu - FORZA

Explicit.

7eddy - Katana

Prod. only1august

Katana (prod. only1august)

Sound - Fahboo
Prod: 2ukko
Date: April 24th 2025

[Intro]
it’s fahboo, this shit is about to suck ass!

[Verse]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolla
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah
she suckin on dick i’m sipping on wock
like bitch i’m sipping on wock like yuh

[Bridge]
and bitch i smoke on rollah
yuh bitch i smoke on doja
bitch i smoke on rolla
yeah smoke on rolla
and bitch i smoke doja
and bitch i smoke on rolla

[Chorus]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolls
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah
she suckin on dick i’m sipping on wock

[Verse 2]
and fuck that bitch she a freak ass hoe
f-f-f-fuck that bitch yuh she my ex hoe
and fuck that bitch she a freak ass ho-

[Chorus]
bitch i smoke on dope
bitch i roll up my shit i roll up the bag
bitch i get paid
an-an-an-and fuck that bitch i’m not gon say
(ay ay ay)
an-an-an-and bitch he got hit with the rolls
an-an-an-and pray my shit i pray to allah

sound

I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday plottin’, thinkin’ of licks, one day I woke up and shot up some shit
I was just fiening, I was a kid, in love with the codeine but it made me sick (blargh)
I’m out in LA just looking for drip, driving through Rodeo gun by my hip
Belt to ass if you running up, had to ask ‘cuz I’m pullin’ up
Oh yeah he scared, adrenaline rush
That fear in his body makin’ ‘em hush 
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhhhh—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah—
(Yes bitch I’m a psycho, bitch treat me like an idol)
(When I speak you follow, my demons are in Gotham, running from sorrows)
(So baby just don’t let go, ‘cuz I’m tryna’ see how low I can go—)

I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle

sound

fahboo

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