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f**k em
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Utwór f**k em został wydany 1 września 2026 przez No Mercy Entertainment jako część albumu Life of a Don
Released1 września 2026
WytwórniaNo Mercy Entertainment
JęzykEnglish
BPM68
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

Bet, we on a mission, we just got a lo, so we three deep tryna fuck up they shit
I got to bangin' dat yeah and get off of the scene, all I know is somebody got hit
Bet not get left by a car, wit yo head by a tire, just like that lil' **** Vic
Bleed got to shootin' dat switch wit a flash, **** froze up quick, like we taking a pic
And we boxing him in
He tryna run, but this **** not finna escape
Boy I don't care where i'm at, it can be just me and i'm still finna let off that drac
**** be getting that belt, **** know what it is, that's why these fuck **** hate
Remember them long ass nights tryna come up on money, so I was just staying out late
But fuck it, I gotta lock in
On my first hit, tried to tap me a chin
Dissing that gang, like we can't get it in
All I need is my feet, and you know i'ma spin
Try to rob gang, then a **** got hit
Fuck TFB, all them **** be bitch
It was just me tryna catch me a vic
If i call up Lul Tye, he gon let that bitch hit
**** know we the navy, and bitch we on top of the globe
**** got shot tryna act like he throwed
Dissing 47, that's how you get rolled
Drop a bomb on yo house, tryna make it explode
Me and my gang be the ones that be bending on shit
And i'm big DGF, i'ma stand on that shit
Just like it's madden, i'm sending a blitz
My gun don't punch, **** that bitch kick
Yea, had to lean in my step, fully P hitting
Keep playing that drop, how I caught my last one
Dishing out smoke, cause they asked for it
Three nine deuce, bail out the back of it
Keep dropping shells til' i'm all done
My Gallo elite on them hits, bolt action the stick when it jam up
Come through with button, tearing shit up
Dissing the dead, yo ass get plucked
I don't smoke old opps, we need new ones
**** foe sev K, but ain't did nun'
Any **** that went against this shit, lost they life, or they got flushed
The navy, we get shit done
Can't nobody call our bluff
Set up a tent, wait til' this **** come out, and that's when you catch you one
But we call that deer huntin'
Puttin' up shit, that's nothing
My shooter on the run right now, but he still tryna catch a bucket
Beef ain't over, **** just ducking
He ain't my opp. bro hate him so fuck him
Written by: Nathaniel Smith
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