Princeton Prayer - YFG FATSO.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Christopher Mosley Jr.
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Christian Derrick McDonald/Ahmed Hesham El-Badawy Khedr
[00:02.719]Come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on
[00:07.084]Frr, come on, come on (Fox, you comin' brazy, brother, big drills)
[00:14.350]Yeah, it's Goski, nigga, yeah, yeah
[00:17.098]8 block, Princeton, you know how the **** we
[00:19.867]You know how we make shit bleed, it's only Reaps in here
[00:22.351]Walk that down, come on, come on
[00:25.172]Real shit, don't over talk to these niggas (Come on), you know what you know, I don't **** with you niggas (Come on, come on)
[00:27.929]Gotta keep clappin' 'til everybody dead on they side, we ain't collect enough of them niggas (Come on, come on)
[00:30.944]Niggas be constantly sendin' them hoes for the lo', I ain't finna go out gettin' jiggy (I ain't goin' like that)
[00:34.226]No competition, I know I'm the best on the road, now it's time that I stomp on you niggas (Yeah)
[00:37.504]We killed a bunch of them niggas, the white van man, we touchin' on niggas (Come on)
[00:40.536]Too many hoes in my messages, I won't text her, I don't feel like ****in' them bitches (Aw, aw, aw, man, loaded)
[00:43.548]Half the block got switches, the other side got them ARs with sixty (Frr, frr)
[00:46.862]Roll it, fire this bitch up, I'm chokin'
[00:48.545]Too many militants, strapped up drillers (Come on, come on)
[00:50.488]Demon too much on my feet, I was gettin' shit sleep, I don't rap 'bout killings
[00:52.992]Redrum once you get with 'em, I'm heavy on standin' on business, you heard me clearly (Yup)
[00:56.315]The contact heavy and Reap 'nem ready, a new strand puffin' them niggas (Come on, come on)
[00:59.333]Comparin' me to a nigga who stuck in the streets, I could never be none of them niggas
[01:02.875]Bail out boy, chase shit down, runnin' and holdin' my breath, tryna clap and get wild
[01:05.940]All hot shit, never mild, Fatso ain't tryin' for real and it's been a lil' while (Okay)
[01:08.957]I put them niggas in style, usin' my name for a clout chase, tryna get 'round (Okay)
[01:12.284]My newest opps was fans, hate when a nigga can't click, so they try tearin' down (Okay, okay, okay)
[01:15.563]It's all contact, my real beef go beyond that, my favorite opp just got wild (Come on)
[01:18.567]'Member them tellin' me I'll be dead in a week, been some months and I made it around, okay (Come on, come on)
[01:21.611]**** everybody who clowned me, I'm way richer, so now who a clown? (Come on)
[01:24.878]Digits and digits inside my account for my children, play, I'ma burn up the town (Aw, man)
[01:27.905]I don't **** with the tongue, I'm big time spank it, the opps gotta get this belt
[01:30.675]Drivin' this whip two hundred, I keep on flushin', bae, I'm tryna kill myself (Come on, come on)
[01:33.709]I did this shit on my own with no help or alone, I ain't gotta pay nobody else (I ain't gotta pay)
[01:36.821]We put the sun on a nigga from two feet back, when he felt it, he had to melt
[01:40.381]I don't really care what they said, I know what he did, I promise you they need help (I promise they do)
[01:43.211]I'll put a bitch on a market, the **** am I cuffin' up hoes who I put on the shelf? (Who I just put up)
[01:46.225]**** on her friends, they hate it 'cause shit that I did, make her wanna kill herself (**** them hoes)
[01:49.255]Internet trolls be fed, but my opps dead, you better come try it yourself (Come on)
[01:53.127]You want it? Come get it, lil' nigga (Come on)
[01:54.545]I never put straps in my picture (I don't)
[01:55.969]I never **** hoes off liquor (Nah), I'm definitely bendin' shit over on sprinter (I am)
[01:59.305]I tell cuz to chill, he just wanna kill, said he tryna blind a nigga (Frr, frr)
[02:02.032]Not yet, I'm still on papers, we chillin', let me get back to my hood and children (Hood and children)
[02:05.643]I see a nigga I don't like, he know it's on sight, I give a hand raise with it (I raise it up)
[02:08.387]They do the job, I don't ask 'em, they know I love them, foenem forever stay with me (Come on)
[02:11.699]Security got his fifty, a bulletproof vest, and a bulletproof black truck, nigga
[02:14.720]No way, inhale the smoke, I can feel it, I think that twenty inside me itchin'
[02:17.723]Real shit, don't over talk to these niggas (Come on), you know what you know, I don't **** with you niggas (Come on, come on)
[02:20.981]Gotta keep clappin' 'til everybody dead on they side, we ain't collect enough of them niggas (Come on, come on)
[02:23.988]Niggas be constantly sendin' them hoes for the lo', I ain't finna go out gettin' jiggy (I ain't goin' like that)
[02:27.246]No competition, I know I'm the best on the road, now it's time that I stomp on you niggas (Yeah)
[02:30.533]We killed a bunch of them niggas, the white van man, we touchin' on niggas (Come on)
[02:33.549]Too many hoes in my messages, I won't text her, I don't feel like ****in' them bitches (Aw, aw, aw, man, loaded)
[02:36.827]Half the block got switches, the other side got them ARs with sixty (Frr, frr)
[02:39.823]Roll it, fire this bitch up, I'm chokin'
[02:41.797]Too many militants, strapped up drillers (Come on, come on)