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FNF (feat. KME J4zzz) Video (MV)




Performed By: KME LAAVON
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Dylan VB, Jaivon C.




KME LAAVON - FNF (feat. KME J4zzz) Lyrics




I be slappin' shit seen Zay up on that corner had to spread his shit your brother slimed
You out I fought that back you can't be laughin' bitch kicked in that door and beat
That nigga down like how you rattin' bitch I got your sister number and she out here
She be grabbin' shit I be up in the J or in the A we be wrappin' shit I got the wheel
I'm swervin' left to right this shit don't make no sense five cars deep don't do no
Faking slime you out I'm that nigga puttin' niggas on their chest and that's your brother
Now

Never gon' forget I'll caught luh Jake he tried to run out the window with that
Shit my member clipped that nigga's lungs up in ER screamin' shot them niggas couldn't
Help your ass did all that talkin' on the net but really wasn't bout to crash

You a tapper? I ain't seen that.
How you layin' in that bed?
Or in that casket with your daddy
Man let's put that shit to bed
Slime you out off of that drink
Your ass just tryna be my friend
KME jus be the label
On the gang we spin again bitch

Slimed out fa that Glock I bet he'll never trade again
Down your block with four or five cars
I bet you we gon' spin the benz
Don't do no trenches every day see I committed many sins
I bet they won't go play with J4 when I slam I'm hitting skin

I'm F-R-E-E but I got a B
It's cold outside but the choppers causing heat
L-E-A-K-I-N-G
I'll have you f*ckin' leakin' think again about playin' with me
Slidin' down your street I'm out the roof I sent a hundred shots
I ain't stoppin' fa no red and blue so I say f*ck the cops
And he tryna get some action so bad you not my opp

Tryna f*ck with me I send a hit and then your heart gon' stop
Go bitch I'm finna buck a right slidin' when it's night I f*ck around put Perkys in my Sprite
Now I'm f*ckin' loaded and I'm tryna take somebody life
When I was born my byrd was high
Came out the womb high as a kite

Go bitch I'm in a f*ckin' truck F-150 all black out you know we slap the windows up
223s gon' hit his stomach PLR gon' hit his gut
Yeah I got that shit come tap in better let me know what's up

Bitch why you steady knockin'
I could f*ck your bitch but I am loyal locked in like a locket
Already know I'll take your car don't even bother tryna lock it
Even if you lock it it won't beat that f*ckin' window poppin'

You know I got the wheel you know I got the gas
I been MIA but now I'm back I'm gettin' on your f*ckin' ass
I'mma spaz chopper make his f*ckin' spine collapse
Beam up on the Glock like f*ck it guess we playin' laser tag Bitch
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I be slappin' shit seen Zay up on that corner had to spread his shit your brother slimed
You out I fought that back you can't be laughin' bitch kicked in that door and beat
That nigga down like how you rattin' bitch I got your sister number and she out here
She be grabbin' shit I be up in the J or in the A we be wrappin' shit I got the wheel
I'm swervin' left to right this shit don't make no sense five cars deep don't do no
Faking slime you out I'm that nigga puttin' niggas on their chest and that's your brother
Now

Never gon' forget I'll caught luh Jake he tried to run out the window with that
Shit my member clipped that nigga's lungs up in ER screamin' shot them niggas couldn't
Help your ass did all that talkin' on the net but really wasn't bout to crash

You a tapper? I ain't seen that.
How you layin' in that bed?
Or in that casket with your daddy
Man let's put that shit to bed
Slime you out off of that drink
Your ass just tryna be my friend
KME jus be the label
On the gang we spin again bitch

Slimed out fa that Glock I bet he'll never trade again
Down your block with four or five cars
I bet you we gon' spin the benz
Don't do no trenches every day see I committed many sins
I bet they won't go play with J4 when I slam I'm hitting skin

I'm F-R-E-E but I got a B
It's cold outside but the choppers causing heat
L-E-A-K-I-N-G
I'll have you f*ckin' leakin' think again about playin' with me
Slidin' down your street I'm out the roof I sent a hundred shots
I ain't stoppin' fa no red and blue so I say f*ck the cops
And he tryna get some action so bad you not my opp

Tryna f*ck with me I send a hit and then your heart gon' stop
Go bitch I'm finna buck a right slidin' when it's night I f*ck around put Perkys in my Sprite
Now I'm f*ckin' loaded and I'm tryna take somebody life
When I was born my byrd was high
Came out the womb high as a kite

Go bitch I'm in a f*ckin' truck F-150 all black out you know we slap the windows up
223s gon' hit his stomach PLR gon' hit his gut
Yeah I got that shit come tap in better let me know what's up

Bitch why you steady knockin'
I could f*ck your bitch but I am loyal locked in like a locket
Already know I'll take your car don't even bother tryna lock it
Even if you lock it it won't beat that f*ckin' window poppin'

You know I got the wheel you know I got the gas
I been MIA but now I'm back I'm gettin' on your f*ckin' ass
I'mma spaz chopper make his f*ckin' spine collapse
Beam up on the Glock like f*ck it guess we playin' laser tag Bitch
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Writer: Dylan VB, Jaivon C.
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