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Sakeller J - FYM? Lyrics



Sakeller J - FYM? Lyrics




Whole lotta money don't care what you heard niggas ain't keeping their word
I'm on a whole other level for sure pressure keep making 'em burst
Squeezin' a lemon I'm quenchin' my thirst I know it could've been worse
I call 'em twitter he act like a bird he prolly clutchin' his purse
Whats the word?
Roll gelato I'm leaving the earth
And my phone stay on do not disturb
22s I could run up a curb
She gon' act like she ready and act like a wetty these bitches just get on my nerves
I just popped me a tesla and mix it with henny now everything else is a blur
F*ck you mean?
Chain on my neck LuvDaTeam
In my phone she gon act like fein
F*ck it cool Imma sell her a dream
I ain't trickin' or treatin' for nothin she bugging she thinkin' my name Halloween
Used to tell 'em I got it and they tried to play me cause they didn't wanna believe
Tell the label to run me a deal for real young nigga need him a mill
I never tell 'em however I feel I'm keeping everything sealed
Take me a trip and go chill for real I'm bouta run up the bill
Hoes in the valley be keeping it trill but I love the Beverly Hills

What you talking 'bout shit just be bogus
Niggas fakin' think I wouldn't notice
You could tell I'm for real if I wrote it
Heard you leeching you hanging with rodents
We gon turn up not leave a notice
I be running the game call me POTUS
Feel like Uzi I pull up in lotus
Keep a nine on my hip and it's loaded
Rock, let it rock
Keep it cool don't be talking to cops
Know the rule don't be f*ckin with opps
Heard the last nigga playin' got popped
I could roll up a hottie cause she know my body I promise she gon let it pop
Sellin' everything out when I touch on a record so tell me how I should've flopped
Hotter than whoever whoever saying I'm not tell em do better
Tired of playing bitch I'm on a new level look at the chain I just copped it's a new medal
She giving brain man that bitch is too clever hotter than flames man yall niggas could never
I make it rain I should cop me a umbrella
I should cop me a umbrella f*ck you mean?
Let it ride
Living legends we could never die
Lotta money my only desire
Always working I'll never retire
Do 120 whenever I'm speeding I f*ck around burn up a tire
Out in Cali I'm chillin just me and my villains they all gon be ready to ride
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English

Whole lotta money don't care what you heard niggas ain't keeping their word
I'm on a whole other level for sure pressure keep making 'em burst
Squeezin' a lemon I'm quenchin' my thirst I know it could've been worse
I call 'em twitter he act like a bird he prolly clutchin' his purse
Whats the word?
Roll gelato I'm leaving the earth
And my phone stay on do not disturb
22s I could run up a curb
She gon' act like she ready and act like a wetty these bitches just get on my nerves
I just popped me a tesla and mix it with henny now everything else is a blur
F*ck you mean?
Chain on my neck LuvDaTeam
In my phone she gon act like fein
F*ck it cool Imma sell her a dream
I ain't trickin' or treatin' for nothin she bugging she thinkin' my name Halloween
Used to tell 'em I got it and they tried to play me cause they didn't wanna believe
Tell the label to run me a deal for real young nigga need him a mill
I never tell 'em however I feel I'm keeping everything sealed
Take me a trip and go chill for real I'm bouta run up the bill
Hoes in the valley be keeping it trill but I love the Beverly Hills

What you talking 'bout shit just be bogus
Niggas fakin' think I wouldn't notice
You could tell I'm for real if I wrote it
Heard you leeching you hanging with rodents
We gon turn up not leave a notice
I be running the game call me POTUS
Feel like Uzi I pull up in lotus
Keep a nine on my hip and it's loaded
Rock, let it rock
Keep it cool don't be talking to cops
Know the rule don't be f*ckin with opps
Heard the last nigga playin' got popped
I could roll up a hottie cause she know my body I promise she gon let it pop
Sellin' everything out when I touch on a record so tell me how I should've flopped
Hotter than whoever whoever saying I'm not tell em do better
Tired of playing bitch I'm on a new level look at the chain I just copped it's a new medal
She giving brain man that bitch is too clever hotter than flames man yall niggas could never
I make it rain I should cop me a umbrella
I should cop me a umbrella f*ck you mean?
Let it ride
Living legends we could never die
Lotta money my only desire
Always working I'll never retire
Do 120 whenever I'm speeding I f*ck around burn up a tire
Out in Cali I'm chillin just me and my villains they all gon be ready to ride
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Writer: Sakille Foster
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Performed By: Sakeller J
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Sakille Foster
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