Fukkit

No Witness - Kamiyada X Fukkit X Yung Bambi X Quinn X Original God X Brando Prod. Blvc Svnd

lyrics:
listen
find me in a bush after kush like johnny
im getting more bread but its just lunch money
i make art like dali salvador christ, godly
cosby sweater on me cuz im lounging in the lobby
shawty mention something bout she want some molly
only thought i get is, "how this bitch still popping mollies?"
never dumbing down for anybody sorry blondies
seeming like the fashion trend infected all the zombies
you know,
how everybody dyed their hair the same color, 
same time, 
got the same watch, same chime and the same signs
got the same rhymes, same lines and the same crimes
live the same life, staying hype while the fame buys
how ironic
high all on this chronic
moving faster than the plague bubonic make'em vomit
stop it lemme switch the topic
niggas know they NOT sick
flow gon make them nauseous cause it's nonsense or not kept
figures
spotlight thickens
shine bright fitting cause my hindsight risen is the time right?
it's ticking
nigga wtf was they thinking? 
my brain just getting bigger, ego shrinking
believe
listen close how they breathe, back on they knees, right where they belong so it seems at least x4
you niggas really let this shit hold weight?
you let this shit grow in names?
you let this shit go insane?
so let the bullet hit the cranium and say some x2

aye my nigga come and slap that bitch x???

Figures (Prod. ghost/\/ghoul)

Lyrics:

I KICK MY FEET UP WITH THIS RAP SHIT,

YALL NEEDA RELAX QUICK, PATHETIC TRYNNA CHANGE WHAT YOU MEANT TO SAY LIKE AN ASTERISK/ I KEEP MY PAST BEHIND ME DONT MEAN YOU WONT GET YOUR ASSKICKED AND BITCHSMACKED LIKE YOUR DAD DID YOUR MOMMA WHEN YOU WORE PAMPERS/ 

IN A FASHION YOU’D WRESTLE WITH RATIONALE BUT THE MOMENT YOU LEFT THE HOUSE WANNA DROWN HIM IN A CANAL PUT THE PISTOL UP TO HIS MOUTH SO HE’D SHUT THE FUCK UP ALOUD FOR A MOMENT,

WISH THEY HAD FUCKING DISOWNED YOU NOW BLACKING OUT FOR A MOMENT/

GOTTA RUN FROM SUSPICION/ 

KEEN SENSES FROM HYPER-VIGILANT STRETCHED INTUITION BECAME YOUR FIRST INHIBITION/ 

IN THIS MOVIE OF LIFE YOU PROBABLY COULD NEVER AUDITION, CANT USE NO COLLEGE TUITION PREDISPOSITION IS SCRIPTED/



FEELING SO WORTHLESS BUT WORTH A MENTION NOW FOR RHYMING IN A WORLD FULL OF PAID ACTORS WIT HAND ME DOWNS THAT BEND DOWN TO YOU OTHER RAP ACTORS THAT ACT AS GATEKEEPERS FOR SHIT TO RAP ABOUT WONDER WHY NIGGAS LAUGHING NOW AT MY CRAFT/

SIT IN BACK OF MY CLASS WHILE MY CHEEKS ARE GRINNING I LAUGH AND I PAY ATTENTION HOW SAD IM MAKING YOUR LIFE IN A FLASH OF MY NEWEST LINES/ 

CONSIDER HOW I FIND TIME TO MAKE SURE THAT I UNWIND WHILE DAMAGING YOUR LUNG, SPINE, AND OTHER BODILY CONFINES/ 

AS VIOLENT AS COLUMBINE WHEN I FIND THE WORDS TO COMBINE AND MY MINDS A HIGH-RISE, A SLY GUY, UNWILLING TO COMPROMISE WHILE I SKY DIVE, 

AND NOSE BLEED DOWN THE POLL OF PUBLIC OPINION THAT I CLIMB/ 





WORD UP, WORD UP/ 

LEMME TALK MY SHIT MOTHAFUCKA/



IMMA NEED 50 FEET AT LEAST IF YOU WANT SPEAK TO ME HAVE DECENCY CANT VIBRATE AT THIS FREQUENCY YALL CHEESY LIKE A PIZZA PIECE, SMALL AS SOME AMEOBA FEET I LEAVE YO FLEET DECEASED AS SOON AS THEY STEP FOOT ON THE SHORE WE COME AND JUST SWEEP THE BEACH/ 

GON NEED A CLEAN UP IN AISLE 7/

THROW IN THE TOWEL OR GET DEVOURED RIPPED AND DISMEMBERED THEN CAST INTO EMBER/ 

CLAN ON FOOT LIKE MASTER SHREDDER WE PLANNING VENDETTA FOR VICTORY TIL ITS STUCK IN YOU LIKE A SPLINTER/

EATING LEAD PAINT CHIPS (PROD. MKULTRA)

lyrics:

.45 STAND TALL LEAVE YA ASS 6 FEET

SHORT NIGGA DIE LONG SHOULD'VE NEVER DISSED ME/

GOOGLE CHROME THAT USERNAME,

AND CHECK MY FUCKING HISTORY/

GUARANTEED YOU SENDING SHOTS I GUARANTEE THEY MISS ME/

NIGGAS TRYNNA COOK BEEF IM HUNGRY FOR THAT MINCEMEAT I KEEP A CANNON ON ME PERFECT PICTURE WHEN YO SHIP SINK/ 

HOPE THAT MAKE IT CLICK FOR YOU AINT NO NEED FOR CLICK-BAIT I KNOW IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO PROMO ALL THEM MISS-TAKES/

DAMN THAT WAS A MISTAKE, I REALLY MEANT YO MIXTAPE/

SHE GON GIMME NOGGIN WHILE I AUTOGRAPH HER TITS, FACE/

FLOW LIKE WATER FALL IT ALWAYS SPILLS INTO ITS FIXED SHAPE/

I MIGHT NEED A SKI MASK CAUSE IM TAKING ALL YO SHIT AWAY/



WHATS THAT UP MY SLEEVES/

DISILLUSION AND CONFUSION/

DEATH GRIPS ON MY KNEES/

DONT BE STUPID KEEP IT MOVING/ 

HUT CADET AT EASE/

MY WHOLE FANBASE LIKE A UNIT/ 

TRIGGER PULL THEN SQUEEZE/

BLOODY PULP ALL NATURAL JUICING/ 

SLIDE ON YOU LIKE ROLLER SKATES THATS CUT UP ICE YO ROLLIE FAKE I MEMORIZE YOUR LICENSE PLATE HAVE INTEL LOCATE YOUR ESTATE/ 

WHERE YO FAMILY STAY/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

WHILE I DEMONSTRATE/

THIS WHOLE TORTURE CHAMBER/

BOUNDED TO YOUR FAMILY CIRCLE TRIANGULATE ALL EMOTION LOCKED YO CAP LIKE KEYBOARD FROZEN STOP YOU IN THEM TRACKS YOU POSTED/ 

THATS YO FAMILYS FATE/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

BOY YOU BANTAMWEIGHT, 

DISAPPEAR LIKE PHANTOMS AYE/

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3. Mincemeat

lyrics:

Punch into yo audio
I fuck that bitch then adios
She screaming loud like ay dios
I heard he called an audible y'all quarterback cant play that role
Don't push me I'm in album mode
That pill gets hard to swallow though

Talking bout the difference ‘tween us you do this for follow growth
I do this for crowd control 
You don't know me nada no I cant defend your problem folk
He hanging, like a stick man
I'm gonna find you, who you wit then
I don't like you, we gon' fix that
Crash that spinal, I get whiplash

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't speak, I just geek 
Y'all fake, you ain't kin, you ain't wake, you ain't me
I don't know what you want, but I got what you need
You don't fuck, with my squad, you get lit to the T

By the I
What you see
Getting caught
By my leash
You my bitch
On 4 feet
What I got
Up my fleece
That's a glock
You ain't peep
But you pink
Like a pussy
Cause you wet
By the beam
Bitch I know
Where you sleep
Where you eat
Where you speak
Where you think
Where you breathe
You gon' die
On your knees
Like a bitch
On your feet
Cut him up
To the beach
Toss it out
In the sea
What the fuck
Wrong with me
I don't know
But you see
Separate, from the weak
For the fate, of your dreams
7 days, never weak
Even pain, gotta sink
Every day, gotta weigh in
I don't know, what you saying

4. Woke

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

Mixed by TheWildDutchman

Lyrics:

MY SOUND AGE LIKE WINE TO ME 

STOP WASTING MY TIME MAN HONESTLY

SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SHIT PROPERLY 

ITS CLEAR TO EVERYBODY IM THE GUY TO BEAT 

EARNED STRIPES BUT THEY HURT LIKE SCARS TO ME

NIGGAS STARTIN TO SOUND LIKE BRAUDS TO ME 

TRYNNA TALK LIKE A BITCH GO HEAD FOLLOW ME

ITS CLEAR YOU A FAN SO YOU STALKING ME



NIGGAS WANNA FIGHT TRY BLOCKING ME OR YA BODY END UP LYING CROSS THE STREET GET CAUGHT YOU AINT GETTING UP COMFORTABLY 

NO YOU NOT WHAT YOU CLAIM IN YOUR SONGS TO ME/

BITCH WANT SEE ME GOT GET YOUR GUY RIDDEN,

GOT JUICE LIKE SYNAGOGUE NOT KIDDING,

CREEPING UP MY SPINE CROSS ME LIKE FINISH,

BLOWING ON GREEN POP EYE LIKE SPINACH/ 

NOT GONNA LIE STYLE SO AUTHENTIC,

THATS WHY MY LIFESTYLE UNCUT AND UNRENDERED/ 

I GOT HOT LINES AND THEY BURN LIKE EMBER I SMOKE TWO G’S JUST TO MATCH MY SWEATER MY FACE MASK TIGHT BUT ITS NOT ALL LEATHER YOU SMELL DEAD SKIN THATS MY ENEMIES FEATHERS I DONT FEEL BAD KINDA BROUGHT ME PLEASURE/

SPITTING SICK LIKE IM UNDER THE WEATHER/ 

IM SO SELF CENTERED/

GET OFFENDED/

I JUST DESCENDED/

FROM THE HEAVENS/

I BROUGHT MY MESSAGE/

MIGHT AS WELL SEND IT/

TO ALL MY CRITICS/

STAY BEHEADED/ 

AND WHO YALL KIDDING/

LICK THE STAMP CAUSE YOU MUST BE TRIPPING/

SHE WANT FUCK BUT SHE DONT WANT MENTION/

CAUSE SHE DONT WANNA TALK BOUT BUSINESS ALL OVER HER TWITTER/ 

THIS AINT FOR BEGINNERS MY PENIS HER DINNER RAIN WHITE LIKE A WINTER SNOW STORM OUT IN DENVER/ 

I COME TO DELIVER YALL COME AND DISMISSAL/

RIDING HIGH LIKE A MISSILE I HIT YOU/ 

LOSING FRIENDS BY THE END OF MY PISTOL/ 

SAY GOODBYE BUT I KNOW THEY WONT MISS YOU/

LEAST THIS 38 SPECIAL GON KISS YOU/

SNUB NOSE CUTE HOW IT SNEEZE WHEN IT BLESS YOU/

Fukkit - To Me (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

NEW FANBASE REALLY LIKE HOW I FLOW SHIT 
OLD FANBASE WANT ME BACK ON THAT OLD SHIT 
SAY WHAT YOU WANT BUT YOU DONT REALLY KNOW SHIT
GIVE HER THAT MAGIC STICK SIPPIN MY POTION
IM ON HER SKIN LIKE A MOFUCKIN LOTION
BITCH PUSSY WET SO I SWIM IN THE OCEAN

YOU KNOW WHERE IM AT,
YOU KNOW WHERE I BE,
IM GETTIN THE JACK,
THE POT LIKE CHEESE,
WE ROCK ALL BLACK,
THEM SB SNEAKS,
THE LIMITED PACK,
 OFF-WHITE FLEECE,
AND LIMIT ALL CHAT,
WE NOT NO GEEKS,
IM BLOWIN ON PACK, 
AND NOT NOW PLEASE,
YOU KNOW YALL FLAT,
AND DONT GOT KEYS,
THE BOY GOT DRIVE,
THIS BITCH ON E/

WHERE YOU AT LAST WEEK,
TRYNNA BE LIKE ME, 
WHY YOU ACT LIKE ME,
BUT YOU NOT LIKE ME,
AND MY CHAIN ON PEE, 
TRYNNA BE LOWKEY,
RUN A TRAIN ON YO BITCH,
MAKE HER ASSHOLE BLEED/
THEY AINT HIGH LIKE ME,
CANT FLY LIKE ME,
AND IM IN MIA BLOWING L.A WEED/
BLEW A CHECK LAST WEEK ON SOME DEATHWORLD TEES/
KNOW YO ASS GO BROKE LIVIN LIFE LIKE ME/ 

TRIPLE X WITH THE BITCH SO SHE COULD LOOK AT ME LOVE HOW YOUR FOLLOWING THINK THEY COULD BULLY ME DONT WANNA KILL THEM BUT SOMETHING KEEP PUSHING ME/
ALL YOU CRITICS JUST KEEP ON SUCKIN ME/ 
REAL LONG DICK TIL SHE CANT EVEN STOMACH ME/
FUCKIN HER ONCE OR THE BITCH IS IN LOVE WITH ME/ UBER BEEN COMING BUT SHE WANNA CUDDLE ME/ AFTER I CUM DONT YOU DARE TRY TO HUG ON ME/


FLOW HAS CHANGED,
SO ENRAGED,
DONT ENGAGE,
OR YOU,
DIE ESTRANGED
BY MY RANGE
STILL THE SAME OLD YOU/
WHILE I,
CHANGED THE GAME,
HIGHER PLANE,
HIT A STAIN ON YOU,
TOOK YA LANE,
FUCK YA NAME,
ALL THEM LAMES ON YOU/ 
IS IT SURPRISE HOW I BEEN HERE FOR SO LONG/
YA BITCH RECEIVING I TOLD HER TO GO LONG/
SHE CALLING MY DICK LIKE A CELL PHONE
VEGAN BITCH EAT ME WITH JUST MY FUR COAT ON/ 

WHY YOU STILL TRYNNA FLEX ON ME/
MADE A LIST OF THE THREATS ON ME/
AINT A THING YOU CAN CHECK ON ME/
MIGHT AS WELL BLEED TO DEATH ON ME/ 
I DONT FUCK WITCHU S O Bs
BOUT MY BIDNESS LIKE LLCs,
ALL MY NUMBERS IS JUST OP,
ALL YA NUMBERS IS RNG,
ON MY DICK THEN COME FOLLOW ME,
YOU WOULD THINK THERES A LOT ON ME,
AND YOU RIGHT IMMA BALL ON ME/ 
A&R’s TRYNNA CALL ON ME/

Fukkit - Darts (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

HOLD ON ONE MORE TIME REPEAT THAT SHIT LIKE WHAT YOU SAID?
MAKING CHEESE AND GOING HAM A NIGGA GETTING BREAD/ 
HOW HE STILL SO SKINNY WHEN YOU KNOW IM GETTING FED/ 
BITCHES ALL UP ON ME AND THEY HUMPING ON MY LEG/
THIS SHIT IS JUST BUSINESS WHAT ABOUT MAN YOU A FED/ 
MIND YOUR OWN LIL BUSINESS YOU DONT GOT NONE? OH I FEEL/ 
I DONT LIKE HER THAT MUCH TOLD THE BITCH JUST GIMME HEAD/ 
AINT NO W.E ITS NO YOU AND ME DONT GET UPSET/

PULLING UP THEN PUSHING OFF WE EMPTY OUT THE BOULEVARD IM HITTING EVERYONE INVOLVED AND DROPPING BODIES IN THE CAR I LET THE BULLET DO THE TALK THEN PARAMEDIC DO THE WALK THEY SEND YOUR BODY SOMEWHERE FAR I LOVE TO SEE THEM DEAD AND GONE/ 

YA MY CHAIN FLAUNT/
YA MY SAME SONG/
YA MY PAIN DARK/
YOU AINT CAME FAR/
YOU AINT SAYING NONE/
AND BITCH I SAY WASSUP I BLOW A BLUNT UP IN THE CUT I TOLD THEM NIGGAS WHATCHU ON?/ 

PROPHETIC,
MY LINES PROPHETIC,
WATCH ME FLEX LIKE CALISTHENICS/
IM MOVING WHILE YOU STANDING AT YO CHEST JUST LIKE A PENDANT/
IM UP IT WHILE YOU STANDARD I SUGGEST YOU MIND YOUR MANNERS, OR END UP NO APPENDAGE/ IM TOO FOCUSED WHILE YOU FAMISHED SAVE YOURSELF OR GET EMBARRASSED/ 
I DO MORE THAN MICRO-MANAGE I MAKE BARS GO HAND AND HANDING
ME THE TITLE WASNT GRANTED HAD TO STEAL IT LIKE A BANDIT/
IM IN THIS BITCH AND NOW YOU UNDERSTAND IT/

Fukkit - Repeat (Prod. DiRT)

lyrics:

TREAT THIS SHIT LIKE A GAME GET ON MY LEVEL/
HIGH AS FUCK WHILE YOU DOWN WE DO NOT SETTLE/ 
WATCH ME COOK UP THE BARS LIKE ITS HOT METAL/
AND IM COLD YOU COULD TELL IM A COOL FELLOW/ 
DONT FORGET WHO GO UP LIKE A PULL LEVER/ 
MAKE YA BITCH GIMME BRAIN AND SHE SO CLEVER/
AND I KNOCK WIT THE BASS WHILE YOU SO TREBLE/
EAT MY DICK YOU DISGRACE HOPE ITS ALL SETTLED/ 
IN THE CHAIN OF COMMAND AND I STILL PETTLE/ 
IM A STONE AND YOU MORE LIKE A SMALL PEBBLE/ 
AND I LOVE HOW YOU MAD LIKE A SMALL FELLOW/
AND YOU GOING OUT BAD THATS ON ALL LEVELS/ 
AND I KEEP IT 100 I COULD KEEP IT GOING AND GET IN BETWEEN LIKE A MARSHMALLOW/ 
WHEN I LEAVE ITS A DROP LIKE FALL SCHEDULE/ 
WHILE I STILL MAKE IT POP LIKE A HOT KETTLE/

WHERE THEY AT,
I COME TO ATTACK,
I GET’EM ON WAX,
ITS MURDER ON TRACKS,
KNOW-IT-ALL FACTS,
NEVER NO PASS,
SMOKING ON PACKS,
AND WE ON FAST/
GIMME THAT,
UNOPENED UP PACK,
WE FILL IT WITH RACKS,
I GET IN MY BAG,
KEEP GETTING YOU BACK,
THAT QUARTERBACK SACK,
I FEEL EM OUT STAT,
IM PEELING OUT PAST/ 


AND IM STILL WIT THAT MALLET TO BASH/
IM SO FLY I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH/
IM THE SHIT LIKE YOU WIPING YA ASS/
AND IM SMOKING ON WEED LIKE GRASS/
WE DONT TOKE ON THE WEED OUT GLASS/
STOP SIPPING THE LEAN SO FAST/ 
I DONT NEED WHAT YOU NEED SO BAD/
PED’s FOR THE RAP GAME TRASH/ 

AND IM BACK WIT A MOFUCKIN ANTHEM/
BLACK BAGGING THIS SHIT LIKE RANSOM/
AND THESE RAPPERS POP UP AT RANDOM/
THEN YOU TURN TO THE FULL BLOWN FANDOM/ 
AND YOU EAT UP THAT SHIT LIKE CANDY/
AND I PROMISE YOU NIGGAS IS CANCER/ 
WITH A GRIP ON THE COLD OF MY HANDGUN/ 
WHILE I KEEP IT ON LOCK LIKE A PASSWORD/


THOUGHT I STOPPED BUT IM NOT EVEN CLOSE,
SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL JOT DOWN NOTES,
CAUSE IM TEACHING YOU NIGGAS THE ROPES,
WHILE IM TUNING TECHNIQUE LIKE A COACH,
I WONT DIE LIKE A GOD DAMN ROACH,
IM SO DIRTY BUT SLICK LIKE SOAP,
I JUST KEEP ON MY GRIP TIGHT THROAT,
THEN YOU DIE WHEN I CLINCH MY CHOKE/ 


UH UH UH UH 
YA YA YA YA

FULL BLOWN MENACE, 
MY FLOW CHANGE UP/ 
YOURS DONT, I DONT CARE HOW YOU STAY GANGED UP/
CUT THROAT, THATS THE WAY I WAS RAISED THANK GOD,
FULL CULT, THATS THE FANBASE I GAINED ON THE GO/
IM THE GOAT/ 
YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WROTE, ON GOD/ 
I DONT WANNA TALK LIKE YALL SIT FAR/
I CAME ALONE WHILE YOU STILL IN THE CAR/
SPENT TWO RACKS ON A NEW COMPUTER/
JUST TO MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ON PAR/
I SPENT THE DAY SHITFACED AT THE BAR/ 
YOU CANNOT FACE ME OR FACE GOD/
EITHER WAY, FACE ME, YOU’LL FACE ONE/
OPEN UP PHASE TWO, DONE PHASE ONE/ 
OPEN UP ONCE MORE AND JUST BE DONE/ 
I COULD JUST RIP YOU IT’D BE REAL FUN/

Fukkit - Really (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

Deadpool (Prod. Jashin)

LYRICS:

YOU COULD GET TOUCHED BITCH WE NOT PLAYING TAG 
HEAD TAPS DURING TRAFFIC JAMS ON THE AVE
THINK OUT THE BOX WHILE YOU STILL ROCKIN SOME PLAID TAKING TRIPS TO THE BANK MASK OFF GET THE BAG/
YOU KNOW HOW I ROCK NOT NO FUCKIN BLACK FLAG/
IF HE SEND A SHOT, GOT THE K WIT THE MAG/
UP AND DOWN THE BLOCK, SPINNING ROUND DOING LAPS/ 
SHIT WAS ALWAYS SUNNY TIL I PULLED UP WIT THE MAC/
SHE SINGING OFF-KEY THATS CAUSE I FUCKED HER FROM THE BACK/ 
NIGGAS SAD THEY LOST, SO I TOLD EM GET A MAP/ 
STOPPED IN YO TRACKS SEND THAT SHIT BACK TO THE TRASH/
POP OFF YO CAP LIKE A SNAPPLE THATS A FACT/ 
NIGGAS REALLY WACK, I DONT MIND STATIN THAT/
I BEEN BOUT MY BUSINESS BUT I KICK IT WIT THE SLACKS CHECK MY BANK ACCOUNT ITS DIGITS WHILE I SIT AT HOME RELAXED
MY FLOW TIGHT LIKE A FITTED WIT THE TEE SHIRT PRINT TO MATCH 
THE FLOW COULD START A FIRE YALL AINT REALLY BEEN A MATCH/ 
NEVER GETTIN PAST, RANDY MOSS WIT THE CATCH/ 
IM BREATHING IN THE GAS AINT BEEN WETTING UP A RAG DROPPING BOMBS LIKE IRAQ AND MY KUSH AFGHANISTAN/ 
HEAT UP LIKE A PAN
TOLD MY FANS DONT BE A STAN
GOT THE PRODUCT WIT THE PLAN
ALL DETAILING WHERE WE STAND
KEPT IT A THOUSAND LIKE A GRAND
NIPPLE RINGS ON MY HAND
SHE GON BLOW ME LIKE A FAN 
NOT THE BEST I EVER HAD/ 
IF I FUCK ONCE, I DONT GOTTA FUCK AGAIN/
SEND HER TO THE CAB, DONT COME BACK WITHOUT A FRIEND/ 
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, IM ONLY HERE TO MEET MY ENDS/
YOU CAN TAKE MY SHIRT, GO HEAD AND SUCK ME OUT THE PANTS/ 
I BEEN SMOKIN GREEN, LIKE SOME LEAN, LIKE SOME PLANTS, CELERY, COLLARD GREENS, COPPIN P’S FOR A SNACK/
ON HER CHEST, WHERE I REST, TRUE INDEED, THATS A RACK/ 
BITCH I MIGHT BLEED YOU IF I SEE YOU THATS A STACK/

(HOOK)

Fukkit

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