Correction Lyrics ARs & FNs by BigKayBeezy

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Brr, boaw, boaw
F**k these n***as on, man?
Ain't gotta tweak with me
I don't know, b*t*h

AR's and FN's
Shawty want me but I want her best friend
Why do he keep textin'? I'm off X and sh*t
F**k up out my messages, I'm not with all that extra sh*t
Foenem stretchin' sh*t, he might run fast but lil' folks catchin' sh*t
AR's and FN's
Shawty want me but I want her best friend
Why do he keep textin'? I'm off X and sh*t
F**k up out my messages, I'm not with all that extra sh*t
Foenem stretchin' sh*t, he might run fast but lil' folks catchin' sh*t

On his a**, don't play with him
Pa**in' Drac's like a test and sh*t
He run away, stretch his back like off Ricky or off exorcist
Told him don't think too hard, just blow like refs and sh*t
Codeine in my p*ss, Percocets enhance my aim
When I shoot, I don't miss
Them 30's have me p*ssed off, let that blick talk
High as sh*t, might lift off
Ooh, what he said? Ain't his homie dead? He don't tote sticks at all
I'm up off X's and Adderall, this sh*t don't mix at all
We the ones kick it off, we the ones start sh*t for no reason
Not at all, but if I ball, they ball
I can't tote no blicks at all right now but I can still make that call
You showin' way too much right now, baby girl, take that off
079 King Drive, that's where my bros reside
F**k the opps, they hoes inside
My jewelry on, I'm cold inside
Damn, he told I lied, tell that boy be quiet
I ain't gotta say too much, just open up your f**kin' eyes
Tell me what gang you touched when next time you slide
They say your dead mans in they dutch when you get in your get backs
Money Making Mitch, that should be me my name
Your big homie straight a b*t*h, bet you still gon' wear his chain
Umm, bullets flyin', once he step across that line
Ain't your n***as dyin'? One by one and two by two sometimes
Why you tweak with us when we the ones been runnin' through your guys?
Catch him in traffic, ask him, "Where the guns you use on live?"
Ooh, why you playin'?
Would say your lil' homie name, but sh*t, lil' buddy dead
And I can't afford to go fed, uh
B*t*h, you made your bed, I wanna slide myself
But since I learned to drop that bread, I get beside myself, uh, uh
AR's and FN's
Shawty want me but I want her best friend
Why do he keep textin'? I'm off X and sh*t
F**k up out my messages, I'm not with all that extra sh*t
Foenem stretchin' sh*t, he might run fast but lil' folks catchin' sh*t
AR's and FN's
Shawty want me but I want her best friend
Why do he keep textin'? I'm off X and sh*t
F**k up out my messages, I'm not with all that extra sh*t
Foenem stretchin' sh*t, he might run fast but lil' folks catchin' sh*t

And FN's
I want her best friend
Why do he keep textin'? I'm off X and sh*t
Out my messages, extra sh*t

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