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Sosa Geek — Fessed Up (2020)

Текст песни: Fessed Up (2020)

Fessed Up Lyrics[Intro]
What!? What?!
Bow
I done spilled my mother fucking drink on these thousand dollar shoes
Shit got me fucked up, I'm mad as fuck
Lets do it, I don't give a fuck though
Right now
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You thought (Bow)
Nigga you messed up (Aye aye what?!)
I can't let a nigga fess us (I can't)
No (Aye, aye aye)
[Chorus]
Nigga you messed up (What!?)
I can't let a nigga fess us (I can't!)
They keep yellin that I'm next up (What!?)
Thats why I keep the vest tucked (Aye aye aye)
Run up on me get his chest punched (Bow aye)
Aye, damn
Run up on me get his chеst punched (Aye)
He said hе tried me then good luck

[Verse 1]
Ayo nigga pass me a weapon (Pass it!)
I just had a good breakfast (I did!)
Lean, beverage (What!?)
They say it fucks up my kidney (Aye)
Three perkies won't kill me (They can't!)
No Aye
Six percs won't kill me (It don't)
It'd had actin silly (What!?)
I might load up the stitchy
And go shoot at a blixky
Run fast, Ricky (What!?)
Ayo shoot em till its empty (Kill 'em!)
I got a mac with extendo (I do)
That mean I'm hanging out the window
Red dot get low
Baby girl this ain't limbo (No aye)
Oops, I did it again
And your baby she baddie (Aye)
So I fuck on her friend (What!?)
She wanna fuck in the yams (Aye)
I had to grab her benz (Bow)
Fast car, speedin (Skrt)
Just to grab these lens (Cartier)
[Chorus]
Nigga you messed up (What!?)
I can't let a nigga fess us (I can't!)
They keep yellin that I'm next up (What!?)
Thats why I keep the vest tucked (Aye aye aye)
Run up on me get his chest punched (Bow aye)
Aye, damn
Run up on me get his chest punched (Aye)
He said he tried me then good luck

[Verse 2]
Mike Amiri that be on all the fit
Bad bitch fell in love with the drip
Fast car got her doin the dip
Ayo Bango where is the six
Go swipe this and go swipe that
He like what do I want outta Sax
Um lemme think, some lows and a Dior bag
I gotta get it off the hop (These niggas)
These niggas cappin what they not
Thats why I keep a mop
Twenty shots in the Glock (Aye)
If he twelve watch em drop (Aye What!?)
If he twelve watch em drop (Aye)
Couldn't give a fuck about a foolie
Yo wifey is a groupie
She wanna eat me and intrude me (Aye)
She wanna eat me and intrude me
Nigga these Amiris not suvies
Amiris not suvies
I get the paper like I'm Uzi
I start kickin like I'm Ruly
[Chorus x2]
Nigga you messed up (What!?)
I can't let a nigga fess us (I can't!)
They keep yellin that I'm next up (What!?)
Thats why I keep the vest tucked (Aye aye aye)
Run up on me get his chest punched (Bow aye)
Aye, damn
Run up on me get his chest punched (Aye)
He said he tried me then good luck
Nigga you messed up (What!?)
I can't let a nigga fess us (I don't!)
They keep yellin that I'm next up (What!?)
Thats why I keep the vest tucked (Aye aye aye)
Run up on me get his chest punched (Bow aye)
Aye, damn
Run up on me get his chest punched (Aye)
He said he tried me then good luck

[Outro]
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