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Fema
6,746
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fema was released on November 20, 2017 by BUFFET BOYS RECORDS as a part of the album Fema - Single
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Release DateNovember 20, 2017
LabelBUFFET BOYS RECORDS
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
52 pickup, shells bouncin' out the missile
If them bullets hit, you know your mama finna miss you
In the trap house playin' 2K with my migos
Runnin' through a brick like I'm shootin' up a free throw
If you actin' funny I'ma press you like a cheat code
24 plates in the kitchen goin' beast mode
Twin glizzies, Jimmy Timmy, imagine you can meet both
Dade county shit, I might serve you in a speed boat
I look like I'm Fabio, I'll fuck your mamacita
I ain't wanna have to do it, but you know I'm beamin'
Every time I crack a smile, I'm shinin' like the TV
Every time I come around, now, everybody freezin'
You know boobie blessed like you caught him fuckin' sneezin'
Runnin' up my bands, yeah, I'm tryna drop some Libras
I been in the jungle, huntin', runnin' with the cheetahs
Pull up in the hurricane, somebody call the FEMA
[Verse 2]
Pull up in the hurricane, somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on my goin' 90, had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me, that bitch singin' like Aaliyah (now she singin')
40 pokin' out, I had no idea (no idea)
Pull up in the hurricane, somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on my goin' 90, had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me, that bitch singin' like Aaliyah (now she singin')
40 pokin' out, I had no idea (no idea)
[Verse 3]
Ain't no hurricanes up in my hood, bitch we causin' earthquakes
Pull the 40 out my Gucci bag and spray it like its mace
Hoe, don't catch a case
You don't really want no fuckin' problems
Keep the bundles in my Louis duffle bag, better quickly off 'em
Duckin', dodgin' bullets in a ghetto way
My bitch drivin', slidin' in the broke down bucket, mane
I'm out the roof, nostrils filled up with cocaine
Young Montana pushin' weight, smokin' propane
Now take a minute 'for you run your mouth and say some shit
I got some migos in the truck out with extended clips
They don't move unless I tell 'em, so take caution, bitch
From Sinaloa right to Miami, boy, we stay equipped
[Verse 4]
Pull up, pull up in the hurricane, somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on my goin' 90, had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me, that bitch singin' like Aaliyah (now she singin')
40 pokin' out, I had no idea (no idea)
Pull up in the hurricane, somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on my goin' 90, had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me, that bitch singin' like Aaliyah (now she singin')
40 pokin' out, I had no idea (no idea)
Written by: Habib Suz, Ramirez, William Alex Snow
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