Lyrics:
haters salty like McDonald's fries
If you cross da guys then it's suicide
This is or die I'm da truth you a lie
We gone burn da opps like they stepped
I ain't ever seen 'em outside (Outside)
Not outside they home 'cause they small fries ('Cause they small fries)
I'ma throw that girl a bone, have her
a minute to get it, just know that my niggas up next for sure
I need a push to start
Skirt off the lot wit a drop top, nah nah
I feel like Tony Stark
Fry yo
Diversify westernise franchise my sanity
Swipe or die quick cash add sales mentality
Stir fry diced pork visual wok reality
Cyber space audacity travelling
pack and a pair of skinny jeans
One day maybe I'll be thin
Until then it's gonna be
Coke n' fries with everything
Well I bought a pair of runnin' shoes
him well)
Got the scythe (Got the scythe)
Cross my heart (Cross my heart)
You will fry
In the flames of hell (In the flames of hell)
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah
fish in a small pond still has a home
And it's still D.H.E whenever I'm on
Fish fry's and good times
Just in case a nigga wanna try
My niggas know I keep
Only gang ties I don't fuck with small fries
I got this shit on my own
They get their clout from the hoes
I cannot relate to those
Smoking I'm blowing my
choppas out and you gon fry
Boy you know we know just where you hide
Tell yo grandma she about to die
The boogey man is coming
Yes he's taking all the lives
c'est 113, Mokobé
Pour DJ Djel et DJ Soon, Mafia K'1 Fry
Don't Sleep 2
OK, c'est Kalash l'Afro pour
DJ Djel, DJ Soon, don't Sleep 2
C'est d'la bombe, ça
HOOK
Yeah they living a lie,
yeah they living a lie,
Yeah this folks they living a lie,
They just wanna stir fry,
But me I choose to stay fly,
a french fry is the closest you have been.
Take a drink if those french fries are the reason you are fat.
Take a drink, 'cause I'll drink to that.
Take
Never switch on your chick
That's on bitch code
Catch a trick, fry ‘em up in that Crisco
Fuck the grid, I'ma dip to a flip phone
Own the split's
Hog ties
We cut niggas up
We call them small fry's
Nigga said he got down on me
You kno it's all lies
Shoot fired everybody dying
I'm talking all eyes
Ooh yea, your gonna get it
One day you'll die
You'll have no chance to try
But forever fry
I never look up to them anymore
They'll only look down
fries
Big K, lay'em flat, build on 'em, you niggas is real estate
I got Popeyes, potato on the barrel nigga, letting out chicken fries
Hot sauce dripping
hand up in the air
And wiggle it around like a fish that's scared
You put one leg up in the sky
And bring it down low like a church fish fry
You sway
lock off
Who want step to I
Ah could a CXC
Can't test the I
Perf make the riddim
Me testify and a nuh pot we stew yo ah fry we fry
Make me knock
Focused on da Mission
Innit for da Kill
Like I'm Kill Bill
(Aye)
(Aye)
Blast da 223
Fry'em like grill
Bish I'm bout dis money
Worth a couple Mill
City
Who want step to I
Ah could a CXC
Can't test the I
Perf make the riddim
Me testify and a nuh pot we stew yo ah fry we fry
Make me knock it
Jyada We Are Quick Byte
Sab Kuch Yaha Testy Hai Or Hotho Pe Muskan Hai
Khao Yaha Ya Le Jao Ghar You Choice Or Price Hai
Bilkul Right
Piza Burger Frys Ya
Weekend Hai Baby Aaja Sochne Ka Time Nahi
Raat Se Subah Tak Nachna Toh Crime Nahi
Music Ko Fry Kar Le.. Volume High Karle
Volume High Karle Pump It.. Pump
Yeah it's a bummer summer and we're almost dead
There's no running from this, we're all gonna fry tonight
So just sit tight
Hit the beach and scope
state-mandated disclosures of people who aren't nice
We need multiple choice tests and a small side of fries
We need a giant freaking Snickers bar full of ice
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