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Fullys
30.030
Auf Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fullys wurde am 29. Dezember 2023 von FattMack als Teil des Albums Fatt veröffentlicht
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AlbumFatt
Veröffentlichungsdatum29. Dezember 2023
LabelFattMack
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM65

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
FattMack
Vocals
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
FattMack
FattMack
Songwriter
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Songwriter

Songtexte

(Oh, BabyBoyWildn with this One)
Ay’, if the next ****, change your mind
On what you finna do, or tell you somethin’
To make you move, different
You, was never ya own man, Aye (Let’s get drunk)
I tell her, “stop all that lyin’, just tell me the truth”
Thick lil’ shit, she my betty my boot
It’s only two, just slidin’ in Coupé
Yeah, you gotta Glock, **** is you gon’ shoot? (Aye)
If you can’t, prude, hang out the roof
The strips, in my pocket, they blue
Real on me too, pink on me to, Pussy
Just tell me, what you tryna do, Fullys
Hol’ Up, that bitch a glitch on you to, Aye
I’ll send a bitch on you too
How many changed, a few, a lot of ‘em
You think i complain?, li’ ****, fuck no
Reach for my chain, that’s a, no go (No go)
I’ll put the fye, to ya chin, like a logo (Polo)
You only lack once, Yolo (Yolo), Aye
You only live once, you die, and you done
Take this shit down, and run (And run), Aye
45 got, bunnies it jump (Jump)
My pockets, professor, they Klump
Aye, drill man, trap man, hop out and dump
You can’t just sit there, and be stuck
Aye, you can’t just sit there, and freeze
Money make a pretty ass bitch, fall to her knees
I tell her, “stop all that lyin’, just tell me the truth”
Thick lil’ shit, she my betty my boot
It’s only two, just slidin’ in Coupé
Yeah, you gotta Glock, **** is you gon’ shoot?
If you can’t, prude, hang out the roof
The strips, in my pocket, they blue (Blue)
Real on me too (Too), pink on me to, Pussy
Just tell me, what you tryna do (FATT), Fullys
If he come spin, what the fuck he gon’ do?
I’m with the geek, Tali hang out the roof (Roof)
Bitch, get down, til that pussy get loose (Loose)
I pop these pills, and sip lean like soup
Why you keep thuggin’ me?, takin’ me through it? (Through it)
Found out, you ain’t really love me, i knew it (I knew it)
I’m loosin’ weight, loosin’ sleep, loosin’ fluid (Fluid)
Fuck ****, say he gonna come kill me, come do it
I pray that he don’t play, he get put on the news (News)
Think he gon’ come take me, that **** a fool (Fool)
Bitch, I’m the the one, i never loose (Loose)
Bro on the run, I’m rockin’ Rhude (Rhude)
Why you keep lyin’?, tell me the truth (Truth)
I get so high, i might die in the booth
You know you my brudda, I’m dyin’ for you (For you)
A fuck **** play, i walk down, for you (For you)
I tell her, “stop all that lyin’, just tell me the truth”
Thick lil’ shit, she my betty my boot
It’s only two, just slidin’ in Coupé
Yeah, you gotta Glock, **** is you gon’ shoot?
If you can’t, prude, hang out the roof
The strips, in my pocket, they blue
Real on me too, pink on me to, Pussy
Just tell me, what you tryna do, Fullys
Written by: FattMack
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