Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuckery, artist - Stunna 4 Vegas. Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Song language: English
Fuckery |
| Uh, four times |
| Four-way, you get this shit the glow way |
| Ron on the beat, he chopped it |
| It’s four times (Ha) |
| Ha |
| Ay, we with all the fuckery (Fuck) |
| These niggas know it’s up with me (Is up) |
| These niggas know it’s no touching me (Uh) |
| You can get wet for muggin' me (Come here) |
| My lil' niggas strapped, he clutching hard (Gang) |
| Glock 19 my bodyguard |
| Leave choppa shells on your Boulevard |
| Act tough on the Gram, I pull his card (Come here) |
| In real life (Huh), put fire on 'em, what it feel like? |
| (Pop-pop) |
| Dick on my Glock, shit, real dyke (Glock) |
| I’m big slime, Suge Knight (Slime) |
| Send my boys to creep, late night (Uh) |
| Fuck first night, we ain’t doing no date night (Thot-thot) |
| I’m pulling up if the face right (Uh) |
| I need my backend, I ain’t going in 'til that cake right (Damn) |
| I don’t give a fuck what you heard, you will get murked, you heard that? |
| (Get 'em outta here) |
| Play and we slide where you serve at (Skrrt) |
| Up five, we give 'em a dirt nap (Pop) |
| Most of these hatin'-ass niggas got jobs |
| Pull up right there where you work at (Bitch) |
| Terrorize his block, he won’t come back (It's over) |
| He fuck with me, put him where the sun at (Gang) |
| Uh, it’s big four times (Ha), you niggas small, Rugrats |
| I walk in the mall, spend five racks |
| Hoes not hoes, I fuck and fall back |
| Eat dick, get blocked, won’t call back (Thot) |
| L.A. ho like, «Where's my flight at?» |
| (Huh) |
| Fly her out, she gotta buy her own flight back |
| I’m gone by the morning, I really one night that, ho (Haa) |
| Uh, I get that bag and go, I got the feds at shows |
| These niggas keep trippin' and taking my pole (Buck) |
| You will get shot, right in yo' shit, lil' nigga |
| Better watch what you say on my post (Pop, pop) |
| Four times, she told me I do the most |
| Fuck it, we blowing the smoke |
| Ay, we with all the fuckery (Fuck) |
| These niggas know it’s up with me (Is up) |
| These niggas know ain’t no touching me (Uh) |
| You can get wet for muggin' me (Get 'em outta here) |
| My lil' niggas strapped, he clutching hard (Yeah) |
| Glock 19 my bodyguard (Glock) |
| Leave choppa shells on your Boulevard (Pop, pop) |
| Act tough on the Gram, I pull his card (Come here) |
| Ay, we with all the fuckery (Huh?) |
| These niggas know it’s up with me (Is up) |
| These niggas know ain’t no touching me (Uh) |
| You can get wet for muggin' me (Gang) |
| My lil' niggas strapped, he clutching hard |
| Glock 19 my bodyguard |
| Leave choppa shells on your Boulevard (Uh) |
| Act tough on the Gram, I pull his card (Uh) |
| In your face, not in your mentions (Uh) |
| When it’s smoke, they unintended (Ha) |
| We want the smoke with him and his niggas |
| My brother don’t like you, it’s fuck a nigga (Fuck a nigga) |
| Won’t try to indict you, I’ma pluck a nigga |
| They tried to beat me, I’m nothing like them other niggas (Ha) |
| Sucker free, I don’t fuck with no sucker nigga |
| These IG-famous hoes tryna fuck a nigga (Thot-thot, ha) |
| It’s four times (Four times) |
| It’s four times (Uh) |
| It’s four times (Uh) |
| It’s four times |
| Look |
| My time |
| I still rhyme with iron (Uh) |
| Yeah, me and Ron |
| Ha, no nine to five |
| Uh, Ron on the beat, he chopped it |
| She gimme top, sloppy |
| She wanna go to the mall and go shoppin' |
| I’m spendin' racks, she ain’t gettin' nothin' |
| Uh, better carry my bags or somethin' |
| I’m havin' my way with this shit, these fuck niggas ain’t havin' nothin' |