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F**k N***a
11,040
Hip-Hop/Rap
F**k N***a was released on March 22, 2019 by 300 Entertainment as a part of the album 20Cinco
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Album20Cinco
Release DateMarch 22, 2019
Label300 Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm deep, like ten feet, ay, ay, ay
Spin on an op, they won't spend me, ay
These **** really be friendly
All of these racks in my pants make my sag, got a ten piece
Walk in, hit record
I'm makin' hit after hit, foward
Ay, havin' this shit, I'm spoiled
Glock in the air when I fuck, I'm a thug
You real lil' bitch, say that
Broke ass **** livin' paycheck to paycheck
I hold the glock, I'ma spray that
I'm still the same **** with charge on tools since way back
We have a stick like we A-Rod
Glock with dick for the ops they gon' hit with they gay ass
I get you touched, you gon' die, I don't play tag
Glock with the stick where my waist at
I'm hotter than fish grease
Name one beat I didn't eat
I ain't chasin' no ho, that's too much of my energy
I'ma do me, give a fuck if they feelin' me
[Verse 2]
Talk tough online, lil' ****
That's how fuck **** die, fuck ****
No cap, don't tell no lie, fuck ****
These **** hatin' 'cause my pockets and prices got bigger
No cap, no lie
I got the glock, got the fire
Pull up my block, he gon' die
Reach for my chain, ****, why?
You gon' die if you try
No cap, no lie
I got the glock, got the fire
Pull up my block, he gon' die
Reach for my chain, you know you gon' die if you try
[Verse 3]
Let's go
I got my wrist in the bowl
Both my wrists on froze
Bust on the hoe on first night then the hoe gotta go
I'm in the club with the pole
And these **** cap for sure, I know
All these hoes on go
Book you a date, I swear they pack all of my shows
Truckloads shit forever
These **** really be jealous
'Cause, bitch, I'm hotter than leather
And, bitch, I'm fly like propellers
High class stealth, spin your block for the hell of it
Lock shit down like I'm jail
'Cause promise I'm only smokin' exotic
I can tell from the smell of it
Low price, can't pass up
Charge too much and we stickin' they ass up
I'm high as fuck, they can't grab us
I got a shock when they see me, I'm stickin' they hair up
Hundred round drum on this beat like a snare drum
I could be broke, I'ma still keep the bear arms
I'ma keep the fire
I could be broke, I'ma still keep the bear arms
[Verse 4]
Talk tough online, lil' ****
That's how fuck **** die, fuck ****
No cap, don't tell no lie, fuck ****
These **** hatin' 'cause my pockets and prices got bigger
No cap, no lie
I got the glock, got the fire
Pull up my block, he gon' die
Reach for my chain, ****, why?
You gon' die if you try
No cap, no lie
I got the glock, got the fire
Pull up my block, he gon' die
Reach for my chain, you know you gon' die if you try
[Verse 5]
Let's go
I got my wrist in the bowl
These **** hoes, I know
Book you a date, I swear they pack all of my shows
Both my wrists on froze
Both my wrists got gold
I'm havin' hoes, you know
I'm havin' rack after rack after rack
I'm  gettin' shit in
These **** really is sorry they quittin
Written by: Tle Cinco
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