Video musical

Video musical

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Artistas intérpretes
FattMack
FattMack
Voces
Jay Montana
Jay Montana
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
FattMack
FattMack
Autoría
Jay Montana
Jay Montana
Autoría

Letra

Fatt
Broke her heart on, Wreck It Ralph
Yeah, Yeah, Aye
Yeah, Fatt, Aye
Just check my stats
Do the math, count it up, only one ****
Aye
You had left me, in the dark, I’m gone make sure you see me shine (Shine)
I just can’t let you, forget this shit, so i stay on my grind (Grind)
You ain’t mine, and that shit fine, cause i don’t even want you ‘round
I tried to chase you, you ran away, now i don’t even want you now
If them **** want me dead, for real then why I’m still alive?
If ya **** want my head for real, come try, and lay me down
Tired of havin’ all these bitches, i grab one, and skip the town
I go fuck on other hoes, when i feel like you tell a lie
Bitch ass boy, just want some fame from off my name, he’s ass a clown
Try to come around the gang, like you ain’t lame, and know you pie
You lucky, i just cut you off, and i ain’t slime you out
I told ****, “not to do you dirty”, i was lookin’ out
Should’ve let ‘em ****, shake you down, for everything you had
Try to keep you off my mind, cause if don’t I’m gon’ get mad
I got million dollar checks, waitin’ on me, I’m tryna cash
She come eat me, when I’m bored, I’m gon’ record her, with the flash
Broke her heart on, Wreck It Ralph
I went up, now **** mad
We put old hoes on, ruches
Hoes ain’t want us, now they choosin’ (Choosin’)
No, we don’t want to talk it out, we out the window when we shootin’ (Blah, Blah)
Caught up to him, he had control, we made him loose it (Loose it)
Broke her heart on, Wreck It Ralph
I went up, now **** mad
We put old hoes on, ruches
Hoes ain’t want us, now they choosin’
No, we don’t want to talk it out, we out the window when we shootin’
Caught up to him, he had control, we made him loose it
Written by: FattMack
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