Fukkit – Fly (On The Wall) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah man, you know how we doin’ it, man
It’s gang, gang, gang shit, nigga
I popped two xans in the stu’ right now
Just drank a apple juice and bouta spit a verse
House music
Let’s hit it
Yeah, uh-huh, ouu, it’s what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah wha uh
It’s a smash hit

[Verse]

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami

Send them shots right at yo body

We don’t fall out, we surround ’em

Bring the yellow tape, he ducking

Back that fronting shit or shut it

“Can’t fuck with that nigga Fukkit

When I see him I’ma bust ’em”

Yeah right

Keep your promises, I know you won’t on sight

End yo’ life

Only once, I hear you begging for it twice

You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes

I keep that Ruger by my right

Come hot and ready like some rice, uh

Face card not there, I don’t even wanna care

I can’t stand everybody everywhere, that’s how I feel

Last time I checked, you was thirsty like a refill

I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal

Every day I’m living, that’s another day of cheap thrills

Drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill

Kill yourself, once heal

Kill yourself, twice for real

I can’t stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils

Ya whole entire clique in fear

If you in my atmosphere, I promise I’m gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career

Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make

I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic

Paint a picture wit this static

The talent they can’t handle

The bars that leave ’em panicking

And scrambling for some ammo

While I’m hidden in the shadows

Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill

While he stalking in the dead of night

Just as an example

I’ll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning’s latest scandal

Raid your house and kill your family, accidentally go to court

And get acquitted just by pleading I’m insane and off the handle

Bitch!

[Outro]

Aha!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain’t shit, uh

Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain’t shit

When I go to the club, we gon sniff a brick

When I go to the club, I’m in the paint, bitch, yeah

Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain’t shit, yeah

Fuck yo whole squad, man, they ain’t shit

When I go to the club, Imma spread a brick

When I go to the club, I’m in the paint, bitch, yeah

I was improvising

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