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That's fuego, Felix cage got that cold

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack,  yeah
18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma
Have to buy a bag, yeah
18, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back
(Back, yeah) hundred thousand in my bedroom
Just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that
(Back, yeah) louis squares
I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back
(Back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up
I don't mean hook that

Yeah, let's fuck tonight 'cause that's a
Chance you'll never get again
Just left the jeweler, VVS
My set is wet again
I thought that nigga was my
Dawg but he gave evidence
I spent some thousands on that
Pussy cah she heaven sent
Yeah, up at the stove
Cover your nose while I cook crack
Me and LB hit a lick and
Then we never looked back
Had a shank and some bujj in my book bag
Tryna explain to my mother
That the hood's mad

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma
Have to buy a bag, yeah
18, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back
(Back, yeah) hundred thousand in my bedroom
Just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that
(Back, yeah) louis squares
I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back
(Back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up
I don't mean hook that

I done some crazy shit
I wish I never did that
If you was eatin' in my trenches
Then I woulda got you kidnapped
Shots up in his body
Leaving holes up in his six pack
I see niggas goin' crazy just to
Get their kids and bitch back
I was the youngest trap boss so
These niggas don't play with me
Youngest zinger in my city, buss down
Done it blatantly i was goin' cunch
Tellin' mummy that I'm at KB's
It was me and Adz, goin'
Country, selling two of each, yeah

I feel a stab up in my back
I got my killers coming back
I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
If you suck it real good I'ma
Have to buy a bag, yeah
18, I was learning how to cook crack
Hit a lick and never had to look back
(Back, yeah) hundred thousand in my bedroom
Just to look at
Tell me where it's safe so I can put that
(Back, yeah) louis squares
I got some lean inside my rucksack
Feds up on my case, don't ever look back
(Back, yeah)
She wanna fly away so I'ma book that
If I beat the pussy up
I don't mean hook that