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Fukkit

In & Out

 

In & Out


Fluss
Fukkit
Yeah

In and out, take a stand then I sit you down
No rotunda, we spin around
Blowing minutes now
Niggas won't say they stealing sound
But admit that it get around
See the stats like traffic in the L.A.
Nigga named Josh say he got a Drake?
Human-made camo, never been a ape
I was in the city posted with a shank

They really speak down on a nigga, I'm just going up
I pull on yo' card, don't get played like a bluff
The weed been strong, man, that shit looking tough
Got me a stick, don't get played like a pup
Don't say it, on God
That you competition, why you lyin'?
Play the fence, I'm sticking to my side
On my job, a pistol get you fired
Or retired, either way I'm fine
Got the iron on me like a tire
You a opp, sticking in a wire
Drug music, who gon' be the buyer?
Pull your teeth out with a set of pliers
I don't got the urge or desire
I just love to see a man on fire
Is that really such a fucking crime? Uh
Switch it up, I'm treating this bitch like a cup
Got the JPEG file for what?
I don't need it, the memories fun enough, son, okay (Uh)
All you rappers just really my sons
Asking questions all rapid at once
Just to think that I fathered you fucks, ha (Ha), ha (Ha)
Good music extinct like a dodo
They try it all to go get in the photo
Land of the dead, I could tell you like Coco
Blood like some snot how it drip from the moco
Riding the beat like a mofucking four-door, uh, uh
Ride on my meat like a mofucking pogo
I'm with my homie but he ain't a cholo
Cops pull him over, "I just wanna go home"
This that same flow that you got, you should go home
Easy as fuck, on the spot, I'm a pro though
Y'all really not on the wave like a rowboat
Y'all really sound like some pussies and hoes though, hmm, mm
Sucks you ain't got you no pussy or hoes though, mm, okay (True)

In and out, take a stand then I sit you down
No rotunda, we spin around
Blowing minutes now
Niggas won't say they stealing sound
But admit that it get around
See the stats like traffic in the L.A.
Nigga named Josh say he got a Drake?
Human-made camo, never been a ape
I was in the city posted with a shank, yeah

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?