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If ever wanna beef Make sure you bring the fries
Cut The Bull
Cut The Lames
Cut The Strings
Cut The Ties
Niggas came in game now they on different
Slamming locker doors
Trapping nerds inside
Pushing down the feels you try to hide
You don't wanna be that guy (No no)
Picking on the little small fry
our demise
Flicker and fry
Relax enjoy the ride
Everyone dies
Even me
Maybe
In the wake of irrigated light we fly
Straight into our demise
Fizzle
come try
I know that they don't wanna die
I pray that, in hell, that they fry
I'm gettin' it right off the flight
I'm getting my kicks cleaned, and you
stay inside
But bitch I'm boutta leave
I'm boutta get fucked up off a pain relief
I'm boutta fry your favorite rapper in some bacon grease
I'm boutta hit
Such a fucking baby man
Gonna cry
Gonna whine
Tryna be a big man
Fake friend
Yeah nice try
You small fry
You're such a fucking pussy man
Don't deny
seat
Roll the windows down
‘Cause you know I don’t got AC
Bloodshot eyes
Eatin’ cold french fries
Couple weeks gone by
Do this shit like every night
regrets
Disco fries and
Florescent lights
For you I'd do it all
Do it all again
Again and again and again and again
Again and again and again and again
Call you on my flip phone to find if you're home
Wanna get McDonalds if you're all alone
Big Mac french fries and large sprite
Hello Kitty necklace
the field me and my niggas gon slide
I stay down to death
You know I'm down to die
It’s hell with bop ass bitches
Go and fry
And I’m blazing
Yeah you know we
Grab the grease, and fry him up, and serve a side of vegetables
We can’t do no SATs lil’ boy, so please stop testing us
You a lame, so you can’t hang,
and make it fry
Make it fry
But you’re so beautiful
I’m here to let it show
It’s alright
It’s alright
You’re so damn beautiful
I’m here to let it show
It’s
Cause if you eating then them niggas they gone catch you
And just kill you for a piece of yo steak
Ion gone lie
Hot like grease ain't no fry
I'm just
flaming up the fries (Flaming the fries)
We've been working hard working 8 to 8 (8 to 8)
So we have a right to party all the day (All day)
Checking
references
With my best friends
In the back of Benz
One day maybe
I'll still try to the end
You're gonna fry in the end
A line cook in a dead end job
Can I
That's my only Mission
Fully loaded rolling
Rolling fully loaded
Like French fries, thick bitch, Thick thighs
One of the good guys can show u A good time
as teens (We met as teens)
Oh how time flies (Oh how time flies)
Smoke till sunrise (Smoke till sunrise)
10 piece & fries (10 piece & fries)
These bitches
I got a joker a two and ace for the grind
French fries with some ketchup and some family time
I'm way too busy for attention when it comes
will you live and how will you die
It doesn't matter your left to fry
The walls are crumbling and the ground is shaking
But your humanity is still mine
Y'all talk greasy on these tracks and call it facts
But quick to lie and let him fry for it
Y'all ain't never took a loss
And bounced back on some boss
a portion of them fries
I don't fuck with snitches no I don't fuck with spies
I don't fuck with spies
DSG don't tell no lies
And we gotta gotta stay high
above you
I no get chest but like bouncer I go dove you
Ife o ti to o ti to ati ododo
Fry me fry me bi pan I be your dodo
Have been chilling
And jonzing
Trick like magician
You are too fishy
Fry in the pan
Thick and she natural
Butter pecan
And if you love me
Please don't worry
Save that shit for worse
Riding
The girls are climbing to the top
Said, "We ain't falling, babe, we're flying!"
Kimmy Rolla
You can flip it, you can fry it
You know now Kimmy gonna
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