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Paroles de F. T. L. A

Interprètes RKPHILLIATEDLIL PCPShaggy Doo

Paroles de la chanson F. T. L. A par RKPHILLIATED lyrics officiel

F. T. L. A est une chanson en Anglais

Yea yea 2020 Lil PCP Philliated Lil PCP

(They say shaggy doo don't make beats, I was like what the fuck!)

[Hook]

Fuck the law of attraction

Got off my ass and I took Action,

Sliding in a foreign

Pray I don’t crash it,

Can’t go broke too slick with the tactics,

My raps real

Yours filled with the cappin,

Hop off the plane

Like hommie whats happening,

Said u get money

But that shit fractions,

On the road till the wheels lose traction.


I get me the racks bitch

I run it back and I get it again,

She fuck with my fashion.

This Gucci run big so I need me a ten,

I ball like the Mavericks,

I told you one day

Ima say it again,

My nigga what happened,

I thought you were up

Now you beggin for TEN


I’m with RK chillin in the phantom

Couple bitches trying to let us up for ransom

He said he getting money I don’t see none

Talk about the game and we gone get em

YEA


Whip fast

200 on the dash (Skkkr)

If it aint about money get the fuck up off my ass

Got foreign bunnies do whatever for this cash

If its up we gone have to smoke them to some hash


[Hook]

Fuck the law of attraction

Got off my ass and I took Action,

Sliding in a foreign

Pray I don’t crash it,

Can’t go broke too slick with the tactics,

My raps real

Yours filled with the cappin,

Hop off the plane

Like hommie whats happening,

Said u get money

But that shit fractions,

On the road till the wheels lose traction.


Oh, yeah,

I can’t be lacking

Ah, yeah,

Money keep stacking

You ain't on that grind boy

You stuck in traffic

You ain’t bout that life boy

You never packing

Hop up on the stage I’m goin apeshit

I just pray, when I die my music playin

Got the codes cracked the matrix

All black shades on

I’m looking like neo

You looking for me but

can’t find me like Nemo


Ever since a jit

I’ve been with the shits

Pull up with the sticks

Used to hit them licks

Just to get them kicks

Now we making hits

On the neck like a blitz

Pull up in that benz

Used to have no whip (whip, whip, whip)

Now all the Gucci Drip (drip, drip, drip)
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