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Fetty Luciano
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Uh, uh Brrr, huh, Brr, huh Woo, Glock, Glock, Glock (Great John on the beat by the way) Hol' on, Glocky, hol' on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let's get it Woo, look, bah Look, brrr I put the opps on a hit list Up that blick you ain't hit sh*t For that money, I need it like Popeyes Doughboy, you get hit in your biscuit Curly hit 'em, I'll put it in stick-shift Blue flag, boy, I stay on some crip sh*t Amiri jeans, my swag too different Don't play, you can end up missin' Look I'm in that Hellcat, Hemi On the opps side, we doin' donuts If I don't got it, then Fetty gon' talk Call him and his mans, I call that a bonus Tell 'em keep my name out they mouth They never outside when them shooters is out I been the man in my house I been getting Shmoney since I was a child Every gun got a beam on it, and it got a "G" on it (G-lock) We gon' pull up like G-Unit I keep a Glock with a few in it Hop out, run down, spray 'em Aim at his face then paint it N***as think 'cause I'm famous, I won't hop out the Hot Wheel, flame it [...]
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