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Comp - FattyBun Lyrics



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Unh unh
Ooh ooh
What else what else whatelse whatelse
Bang-A-Rang whatelse
Yes yes yes yes
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
I be getting higher than my blood pressure
Shoutout to my bitches I'm a dog catcher
Talking like a killer u ain't shoot shit
Ain't no percocets I need a buke strip
I'm a make a call for some tremadals
I'm a need 5 dollars from all of y'all
Can't tell I'm a junkie cause I dress good
Off the molly I'm a give your bitch the best wood
I'm a put some powder on my cigarette
I don't give a f*ck if you ain't feeling that
Man with the hand ain't a handicap
50 gunshots when my shooter get the strap
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
Trynna make a way for a better day
F*ck with me all you hear is let us pray
I show you how to get rid of some merch
I once served a fiend in a church
Busting big plays in my college days
Ask Wawa she can validate
Bangarang Gang We a demonstrate
Bar b Que a nigga for his dinner plate
Used to cop xannys from my homie granny
You can hear the pills in her pack fanny
I said I used to cop xanny from my homie granny
You can hear the pills in her pack Fanny
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
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English

Unh unh
Ooh ooh
What else what else whatelse whatelse
Bang-A-Rang whatelse
Yes yes yes yes
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
I be getting higher than my blood pressure
Shoutout to my bitches I'm a dog catcher
Talking like a killer u ain't shoot shit
Ain't no percocets I need a buke strip
I'm a make a call for some tremadals
I'm a need 5 dollars from all of y'all
Can't tell I'm a junkie cause I dress good
Off the molly I'm a give your bitch the best wood
I'm a put some powder on my cigarette
I don't give a f*ck if you ain't feeling that
Man with the hand ain't a handicap
50 gunshots when my shooter get the strap
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
Trynna make a way for a better day
F*ck with me all you hear is let us pray
I show you how to get rid of some merch
I once served a fiend in a church
Busting big plays in my college days
Ask Wawa she can validate
Bangarang Gang We a demonstrate
Bar b Que a nigga for his dinner plate
Used to cop xannys from my homie granny
You can hear the pills in her pack fanny
I said I used to cop xanny from my homie granny
You can hear the pills in her pack Fanny
F*cking on a bitch with the fatty bun
I shoot a nigga with my daddy gun
I do all my drugs by my lonesome
But You can hit my phone if you want some
Trapping out the house like a asshole
Not nothing heavy it's just grass tho
And I got my mother making edibles
Tell my old bitch I got some better hoes
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Writer: Jordan Mcelveen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Jordan Mcelveen
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