Frauds Songtext
von Capo
Frauds Songtext
How many guns you got fuck nigga how many guns you gon′ shoot?
Cause I ain't got time to be going back and forth on the internet with you
I dont fuck with fraud niggas, fuck niggas won′t switch
Have the shots from the 30 boy hit a room nigga tissue
And everybody that's with you, you ain't blowing pistols
Ima make a big issue, we blow, we ain′t miss
Niggas better not diss remember I′ll catch ya
These niggas straight bitches, killer stone ball swishers I send em on a mission
Playing every line in scrimmage
Niggas in they feelings
Niggas dont have any feelings
Got a car with no ceilings
I ain't killing no civilians
Im killing niggas who killing children
I dont fuck with fraud niggas, fuck niggas will switch
I seen it in your eyes lil nigga
You a straight bitch, you ain′t with the shits
Fuck nigga you ain't with it, peel back your fitted
Nigga think that shit funny, punch him like J-Money
You′s do the opps, fuck niggas with the cops ten murders in my inbox
Saying I'm gon′ die you a liar, sneak diss, you gon' get dropped
I'ma make a big issue, fuck nigga what′s with you
Where all my money gone last year and still lucky and still richer
Cause I ain't got time to be going back and forth on the internet with you
I dont fuck with fraud niggas, fuck niggas won′t switch
Have the shots from the 30 boy hit a room nigga tissue
And everybody that's with you, you ain't blowing pistols
Ima make a big issue, we blow, we ain′t miss
Niggas better not diss remember I′ll catch ya
These niggas straight bitches, killer stone ball swishers I send em on a mission
Playing every line in scrimmage
Niggas in they feelings
Niggas dont have any feelings
Got a car with no ceilings
I ain't killing no civilians
Im killing niggas who killing children
I dont fuck with fraud niggas, fuck niggas will switch
I seen it in your eyes lil nigga
You a straight bitch, you ain′t with the shits
Fuck nigga you ain't with it, peel back your fitted
Nigga think that shit funny, punch him like J-Money
You′s do the opps, fuck niggas with the cops ten murders in my inbox
Saying I'm gon′ die you a liar, sneak diss, you gon' get dropped
I'ma make a big issue, fuck nigga what′s with you
Where all my money gone last year and still lucky and still richer
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