Militant Crazy – Fat Trel Testo della canzone

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Militant Crazy – Fat Trel

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers
And you will know my name is the lord
When I lay my vengeance upon thee
You know
(Mama, KaSaun at it again)
Shit, I'm gon' hate you, shit, I'm gon' love you, man

Feeling like LeBron with a vicious arm
Finna throw a bomb when I'm on the beach
Last nigga tried really lost his life
Left a nigga dead middle of the street
I'm never scared, ride with that lead
You can tell the feds they can come and see
Two to the head, ain't aiming for legs
Can't blame that lil' nigga for using his feet, uh
Your bitch a geeker, uh
She see this dick, say she need it, uh, uh
I can't believe it, uh
I caught the case, I'ma beat it, uh, uh
Damn, that bitch tweakin', uh
I got that booty, she need it, uh, uh
Paraplegic, uh
I got that wheels, I'm givin' 'em deals for real

I'm with my Africans, we shipping packages
I got my savages out on the street
I know my oppers ain't getting no dollars
I know they just pray they don't run into me
I just did eighty, that new white Mercedes
Get out of my way, I'm just feeding the street
I got some problems, some youngins with choppers
And they doin' shit that you see on TV
When I pull up with the strap out, pull the MAC out
Nigga stop pullin' packs out, give me stacks 'bout
I done did a lot of shit niggas can't rap 'bout
If I black out, I'ma fuck around, pull a MAC out
Max out on a pussy ass nigga
I was never playin' with a pussy ass nigga
What the fuck you niggas sayin' to them pussy ass niggas?
I ain't never shook hands with them pussy ass niggas
I ain't never get a Xan from them pussy ass niggas
And them niggas never slide, I ain't think it was an issue
And I'm riding with official with a real rich bitch
I just wanna get high, she just wanna get dick
They just wanna get fly, she just wanna get rich
I just wanna get by, I just wanna sell a brick
Got a switch on my side, on my left is a glick
I been home for a year, I'm already feeling rich

Feeling like LeBron with a vicious arm
Finna throw a bomb when I'm on the beach
Last nigga tried really lost his life
Left a nigga dead middle of the street
I'm never scared, ride with that lead
You can tell the feds they can come and see
Two to the head, ain't aiming for legs
Can't blame that lil' nigga for using his feet, uh
Your bitch a geeker, uh
She see this dick, say she need it, uh, uh
I can't believe it, uh
I caught the case, I'ma beat it, uh, uh
Damn, that bitch tweakin', uh
I got that booty, she need it, uh, uh
Paraplegic, uh
I got that wheels, I'm givin' 'em deals for real

I'm with my Mexican, we like to flex again
I got that estrogen and on the street
I can move medicine, leaving no evidence
I got the baddest, she get it from me
I ask my bitch, "Little bitch, what's your measurements?
I just bought you some Chanel in a week"
I bought you Gucci, lil' bitch, you on fleek
You gon' come fuck me and you gon' repeat, greet
She call my clique the lil' crazy gang
Them little niggas is shady, man
I checked my wrist, that shit crazy, man
Still can't believe them folks pay me, man
It's 8 in the morning, I'm still on strip
I got some blow and a glick in my dick
I hit the show and your bitch on my dick (Mwah)
She just wan' sex the Rolex on my wrist
But fuck it, I'm thuggin', I got it from nothin'
My nigga like Gotti, he slidin' for nothin'
I'm in the streets, I ain't hiding from nothing
Niggas, they with me, they dying for nothing
My niggas is militant, crazy
Count these ten-eighty babies
The kitchen, I'm whipping the babies
It's like it's the 80s, baby

Feeling like LeBron with a vicious arm
Finna throw a bomb when I'm on the beach
Last nigga tried really lost his life
Left a nigga dead middle of the street
I'm never scared, ride with that lead
You can tell the feds they can come and see
Two to the head, ain't aiming for legs
Can't blame that lil' nigga for using his feet, uh
Your bitch a geeker, uh
She see this dick, say she need it, uh, uh
I can't believe it, uh
I caught the case, I'ma beat it, uh, uh
Damn, that bitch tweakin', uh
I got that booty, she need it, uh, uh
Paraplegic, uh
I got that wheels, I'm givin' 'em deals for real

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