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Face Tattoos

Face Tattoos

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Wake up F1LTHY
Huh, huh (Blatt, blatt)
Huh, huh (Blatt, blatt)
Tats on my face like I'm Mexican, huh
I got the Glock on my side, no I'm not doing no wrestling
These niggas can't even hop in my ride, I heard that they feeling it
All the drugs I got on me, you know that I'm selling it
That bitch, she gon' fuck first night, now she on that celibate
I make your hoe fuck quick, huh
Your twin get on bullshit, he don't fuck shit, huh
Super slime my trooper 'cause I don't trust shit
ARP that gon' hit through your function
I want everything, I want every name who call me out, I'm on they head
Any nigga broke like pigeon run when they see that brеad
He said he was on it but whole timе he really staring
He ain't from no struggle, nigga spoonfed
One thing that I learned in school, gotta keep my lead
Gotta make a hunnid plays before I see my bed
Different identity, mask on, they can't see my dreads
24 7 outside, we was hustling
Is ApolloRed1 the next member?
Wake up F1LTHY
You know it's a blassic
YVL tatted on my face, you playing late
YVL tatted on my face, you playing late
YVL tatted on my face, they know I'm for real
I had to shoot that shit like the Navy Seal
I'm like Bob The Builder, I call up the gang like what we gon' build
That nigga can't even be sippin' no drank, his shit ain't got no seal
Met me one day say she love me, I text her back, know that real
Call up the woes, they poking that nice shoes, that boy up for a mil'
I don't even like LA, but I got a place in Cali that say that they want it
Boy you clown like IT, he's there with a stick, it leave 'em floating
Could've went "ApolloRed," but I added the 1 because I know I am the one who chosen
Heard your block didn't drop
Once it is up, them bullets gon' spray like lotion
Nigga ain't talm 'bout shit, they just got guns, they having no motion
All that pussy shit y'all niggas be doing, y'all think I ain't notice
She say she want Chanel, she ain't even got no money
Took that bitch out to the vill', I want my 7AM buddy
YVL tatted on my face, you playing late
YVL tatted on my face, you playing late
YVL tatted on my face, they know I'm for real
I had to shoot that shit like the Navy Seal
I'm like Bob The Builder, I call up the gang like what we gon' build
That nigga can't even be sippin' no drank, his shit ain't got no seal
Met me day say she love me, I text her back, know that real
That's overly P, hmm

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