Bossgame, Str8 Dropp Tha Prophet - Fuck That Shit lyrics

Ya feel me Fuck that shit Bishh
Its your boy Straight Drop and
My dog Bossgame DTE
Bishh I know you smell it Bishh fuck nigga

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Your partner got them bricks he
Said like thrity six
I said fuck that shit and I
Came back wit them sticks
Your partner got them pounds the
Cheapest price in town
I said fuck that shit still laid his ass down
Your homeboy got them pills he
Say he got good deals
I said fuck that shit I
Still hit’em with the steel
Your sister caught a pack I paid her off
With crack I be like fuck this shit
Bitch way my money at Im cheap
And Im dirty low down
Got heat imma burn’em right King of the
Street and im wearing my crown
Kill a fuck nigga he lost and he found
StraightDropp he known to be
Hittin the bricks
From East Atlanta im claiming the six pussy
Ass nigga be acting like bitch
You ain't got no money than fuck
All that shit fuck nigga

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Fuck that shit you talkin
Shit yous a dead man walkin
Its Duct Tape bitch don’t give no fucks
Shit all the sticks here sparking
My trap house jumpin often im
Big ballin no spaldin
Its GD nigga better fall in Free
KK nigga im all in
DTE on the dead end My runts they’ll
Come and push ya head in
I got ya bitch tryna put da head in
Trouble told me fuck it go on
And get some head then
Veli Soa he been waiting on the bed and
Straight Drop said you know im going next in
White bitch she just hit me up from Texas
We hittin ten band jugs in a lexus me
Illustrators nigga we be flexin
Big Bank told me eat’em up for breakfast
Spot talk VL Deck say the pack in
Young Dave hold them down with the Mac then
Gotta play at the Publix Say
He wanna have a chicken
He don’t know me and Alley bout to
Tax him Lucky D gave the run
Down on a pussy nigga bout to
Pull a triple cross whats happening

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