Aye
Yuh
Aye
Do something different everytime
Aye Yuh
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Vietnam
Everywhere we go, we staying strapped, you know that we in arms
He tried to sneak up on me with his hands, I got my heat involved
I'm working you know money, come first f*ck if its my eater calling
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Iran
I stood on 10 everywhere i went could never say that I ran
We smoked every nigga that spoke on us could never speak on my man
I mix my work with fent and I got that shit that make your high last
Fentanyl music, I got cluckas that's gon' come round
I ship a large amounts but it ain't shit to break a bowl down
It ain't nobody looking for me shit, I'll drop my lo now
She want me to strike and its late night I knock that hoe down,
She want more rounds
I need more pounds
I make murder music don't care about hoes round
I make music that make killers get in cars and showdown
You can't come here with no 5%, we make you slow down
The pack touchdown, I got it in the kitchen, break a load down
Your bruva scary, that mean you a hoe too
These nines they caught the side of his face, nigga lost a whole tooth
Soon as she see my money, she was going I know how hoes do
I get this shit for wholesale in a bundle, I'm like Whole Foods
Nigga I got deals for bundles going
That's your man, you die, you know him
I'm with killers that shit normal
I got my stick everywhere I'm going
These niggas scared to shoot, I blow it
I'm in that stolen car, i floor it
My bruva trigger happy, blowing
I creep behind him, he ain't know it
I creep up right behind him, he ain't know that it was me
Niggas looking for me, I ain't know we was in beef
Do something to me your whole family rest in peace
Fentanyl cluckas they'll be sleep for about a week
Fent gon sweep the streets
I could buy any car I want it
Sip in any styrofoam
Bitch, I'm picky with my plugs, can't buy off any guy I want
Bitch, I got flavors, what you want
He looking at me, what you on?
Don't talk about drugs thats on the phone
I laced the work they ain't going home
Im serving cluckas in they homes
Im still outside i'm all alone
He caught a headshot through the dome
He caught a leg shot, he like ohh
Say something about me, you gon' die
My clucka died, he sipping lines
He couldn't see me in the disguise
He tried to f*ck and caught the fire
Flash on the Glock he dead and blind
I couldn't see, I did it blind
Don't you stop shooting till you see mind
F*cked up his spine he paralyzed
All my guys got murder vibes
I'm tryna buy switches for all the guys
Give him a price, he kill for hire
This nigga died tryna get high
AyeReekk - FENTANYL MUSIC Lyrics
AyeReekk - FENTANYL MUSIC Lyrics
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Aye
Yuh
Aye
Do something different everytime
Aye Yuh
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Vietnam
Everywhere we go, we staying strapped, you know that we in arms
He tried to sneak up on me with his hands, I got my heat involved
I'm working you know money, come first f*ck if its my eater calling
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Iran
I stood on 10 everywhere i went could never say that I ran
We smoked every nigga that spoke on us could never speak on my man
I mix my work with fent and I got that shit that make your high last
Fentanyl music, I got cluckas that's gon' come round
I ship a large amounts but it ain't shit to break a bowl down
It ain't nobody looking for me shit, I'll drop my lo now
She want me to strike and its late night I knock that hoe down,
She want more rounds
I need more pounds
I make murder music don't care about hoes round
I make music that make killers get in cars and showdown
You can't come here with no 5%, we make you slow down
The pack touchdown, I got it in the kitchen, break a load down
Your bruva scary, that mean you a hoe too
These nines they caught the side of his face, nigga lost a whole tooth
Soon as she see my money, she was going I know how hoes do
I get this shit for wholesale in a bundle, I'm like Whole Foods
Nigga I got deals for bundles going
That's your man, you die, you know him
I'm with killers that shit normal
I got my stick everywhere I'm going
These niggas scared to shoot, I blow it
I'm in that stolen car, i floor it
My bruva trigger happy, blowing
I creep behind him, he ain't know it
I creep up right behind him, he ain't know that it was me
Niggas looking for me, I ain't know we was in beef
Do something to me your whole family rest in peace
Fentanyl cluckas they'll be sleep for about a week
Fent gon sweep the streets
I could buy any car I want it
Sip in any styrofoam
Bitch, I'm picky with my plugs, can't buy off any guy I want
Bitch, I got flavors, what you want
He looking at me, what you on?
Don't talk about drugs thats on the phone
I laced the work they ain't going home
Im serving cluckas in they homes
Im still outside i'm all alone
He caught a headshot through the dome
He caught a leg shot, he like ohh
Say something about me, you gon' die
My clucka died, he sipping lines
He couldn't see me in the disguise
He tried to f*ck and caught the fire
Flash on the Glock he dead and blind
I couldn't see, I did it blind
Don't you stop shooting till you see mind
F*cked up his spine he paralyzed
All my guys got murder vibes
I'm tryna buy switches for all the guys
Give him a price, he kill for hire
This nigga died tryna get high
Yuh
Aye
Do something different everytime
Aye Yuh
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Vietnam
Everywhere we go, we staying strapped, you know that we in arms
He tried to sneak up on me with his hands, I got my heat involved
I'm working you know money, come first f*ck if its my eater calling
Drugs, guns, and butter, this shit like Iran
I stood on 10 everywhere i went could never say that I ran
We smoked every nigga that spoke on us could never speak on my man
I mix my work with fent and I got that shit that make your high last
Fentanyl music, I got cluckas that's gon' come round
I ship a large amounts but it ain't shit to break a bowl down
It ain't nobody looking for me shit, I'll drop my lo now
She want me to strike and its late night I knock that hoe down,
She want more rounds
I need more pounds
I make murder music don't care about hoes round
I make music that make killers get in cars and showdown
You can't come here with no 5%, we make you slow down
The pack touchdown, I got it in the kitchen, break a load down
Your bruva scary, that mean you a hoe too
These nines they caught the side of his face, nigga lost a whole tooth
Soon as she see my money, she was going I know how hoes do
I get this shit for wholesale in a bundle, I'm like Whole Foods
Nigga I got deals for bundles going
That's your man, you die, you know him
I'm with killers that shit normal
I got my stick everywhere I'm going
These niggas scared to shoot, I blow it
I'm in that stolen car, i floor it
My bruva trigger happy, blowing
I creep behind him, he ain't know it
I creep up right behind him, he ain't know that it was me
Niggas looking for me, I ain't know we was in beef
Do something to me your whole family rest in peace
Fentanyl cluckas they'll be sleep for about a week
Fent gon sweep the streets
I could buy any car I want it
Sip in any styrofoam
Bitch, I'm picky with my plugs, can't buy off any guy I want
Bitch, I got flavors, what you want
He looking at me, what you on?
Don't talk about drugs thats on the phone
I laced the work they ain't going home
Im serving cluckas in they homes
Im still outside i'm all alone
He caught a headshot through the dome
He caught a leg shot, he like ohh
Say something about me, you gon' die
My clucka died, he sipping lines
He couldn't see me in the disguise
He tried to f*ck and caught the fire
Flash on the Glock he dead and blind
I couldn't see, I did it blind
Don't you stop shooting till you see mind
F*cked up his spine he paralyzed
All my guys got murder vibes
I'm tryna buy switches for all the guys
Give him a price, he kill for hire
This nigga died tryna get high
Writer: Aye Reekk
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