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Ferria (Explicit) - LurkMob
Lyrics by：Alejandro Hernandez/Ricky/Alberto Valdez/Rogelio Brambila
Composed by：Alejandro Hernandez/Ricky/Alberto Valdez/Rogelio Brambila
I be road runnin' really gettin' to
The guap
Really gettin' to
The guap
I be road runnin' really gettin' to
The guap
If you see me in all black it's all bad
Get yo chop
I ain't finna hide I'ma slide
On yo block wit the glock
I'ma knock on your door
Tell you come check the score
I ain't finna miss I'm two four wit the ****
Got this w***e on my dick
Beggin' for more I get bored and I dip
If you want me to stay
Gotta bring me some chips
If I see you witta n***a *****
I ain't finna trip
If you see me witta *****
Than ***** you don't know me
Never gave a **** about
A ***** just my homies
And my fam my angels in sky
Wanna see me win so I gotta get
The trophy **** a phony
You can't get in my lane
It's a one way but you can try
I take flight like a runway
This is my world lil baby
Lemme give you a tour
Take a jet to my tierra
I don't love a beezy but
I do love her ferria
Bet I bet I take yo ***** without trying
Bet I get her buying me some dinner
I'm a real winner been a sinner but
I hadda switch it up
Road runner but I had to switch it up
I had to switch it up had to switch it up
But I had to switch it up
I'm dreamin' 'bout the money so
I know this **** for real
You ain't never grew up had
Shoot rob and kill
Tryna stay above water but
The streets they got a hold of me
Big four five tucked careful
When you try approaching me
Show you how it's supposed to be
Boy you stupid can't compete
Not supposed to poke a beast
Unless you wanna see some teeth
Ridin' with a loaded piece
Haters ain't exposing me
Because of me they'll taste defeat
Olive be sum real Gs
Uh so don't be trippin'
Out yo brain boy I spit numbs
***** I'm from the bay yeah I be dumb
Baby you look fine let me see sum
You could do yo thang
I trippin' 'cuz I stay tucked
I gotta get it in wit my G rick
**** yo ***** and that he said she said
Pirate yeah how I jack the booty
I'm all about the loots
Yeah thought you ******* knew me
Yeah you upon roll
Yeah sayin' you my homie never wanna show tho
Yeah all the sneak dissin'
Got you lookin' weird
Aye stay humble ***** look in the mirror
If the shoe fits ***** wear it
Runnin' all that fake ****
Now you lookin' pregnant
***** been rockin' revival pants
Yeah my bank account linked to her only fans
Don't matter what it is man I got it
If the steel hot throw it out with the rocket
What you know about it ***** I've been about it
A sucka like you yeah can only think about it
I ain't had good sleep in about a month
Really curbside wit pull up if you needin' sum
Sleeping on da floor man I hadda run it up
You ******* wit da mob you ain't want no funk
Keep a hammer I'm a worker gotta slang these dubs
She keepa pole she a stripper gotta make dem ones
****a hater I ain't trippin' ya his day will come
If I catch him in da field I can't show no love
Leave a hole in his back just like westbrook
Free my dawgs tossin' kites keep guap in dey books
Ya roll another up lookin' at da sky
Askin' God why ya why my life so trife
**** ah nine da five really was on my shine
Sucka you ain't eva walk no main line
Tryna look at my wrist and I can't tell da time
Issa rolly ain't no tickin' ya you kno da time
