In the Fu Tai (feat. YNG Drip)
In the Fu Tai we chilling killing and filling and mugging and drilling
Yeah Fuck your feeling,I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy, I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all dead Bow bow
When we see Opp we don't duck down
YNG Drip back in the game all ya goofy niggas ya so fucking lame
Call me triple h yeah,I'm the game ya
Killing ya brothers just for the fame
Just for the fame yeah just for the money
This is life this shit ain't even funny
Tap her twice she calling me honey
Tap her nice her husband a dummy yeah
Green land ma Karey hum smoke uh
Chote teri bitch Karey poke yeah Smoke karey bina' koi hope yeah
Choke her by the neck that's a choker laughing at you, you a joker
She want smoke lemme smoke her Sucking my dick but no boner
She wanting some more someone hold her
Her husband is a loner smoking stone call me stoner
That's my BMW yeah bitch I'm the owner
All I'm gonna say is don't fuck we me shoot u with the 223
One to the neck one to the head All 3 shots just for free
My flow like bee hit you in your knee
Call me Dj Khaled yeah, I got the keys
Ask me what I sip,I say desi ghee Smoking the zee smoking the Zaza
Fucking yo bitch she calling me papa
Hit him in the leg he doing bachata
Left to the right Yeah hit him in his Mata
In the Fu Tai we chilling
Killing and filling and mugging and drilling yeah
Fuck your feeling, I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy, I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all are dead
Bow bow when we see op we don't duck down
Yo YNG Drip what we saying
Catch me a Opp so I can make a statement
You ain't the one you just the replacement
Watch what you say cuz I keep it dangerous
Damn I'm in love
She like ma body I'm w (yeah)
I don't really give a fuck (yeah)
Every year going up
Up up up I need some ice for this drink in my cup
All my shooters don't miss they clutch
All the bitches eyeing me in the club
Ya I'm the man but don't call me a munch
All my hater suck my dick for lunch
825 I'm bring my touch 825 I'm bring my touch
Is 852 bitch that's where from
HK gang we Hong Kong
The place where we all strong
We ain't scared if we really wrong
Like put us anywhere we go come together
With the locals canto good as ever
From the mansion black white all the colour
And the brown as well we blend like weather
Like damn shit that's what's up
If you talk, talk with love
Oh shit wait I need ma puff
What Thor said don't touch my things
If you do you get shock with my thing
Making more hits All my lyrics on syncs
I like bitches who think All Jewellery too bling
Pull up in Fu Tai where we all link
In the Fu tai we chilling
Killing and filling and mugging and drilling (what)
Fuck your feeling, I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all are dead
Bow bow when we see op we don't duck down
Yeah Fuck your feeling,I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy, I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all dead Bow bow
When we see Opp we don't duck down
YNG Drip back in the game all ya goofy niggas ya so fucking lame
Call me triple h yeah,I'm the game ya
Killing ya brothers just for the fame
Just for the fame yeah just for the money
This is life this shit ain't even funny
Tap her twice she calling me honey
Tap her nice her husband a dummy yeah
Green land ma Karey hum smoke uh
Chote teri bitch Karey poke yeah Smoke karey bina' koi hope yeah
Choke her by the neck that's a choker laughing at you, you a joker
She want smoke lemme smoke her Sucking my dick but no boner
She wanting some more someone hold her
Her husband is a loner smoking stone call me stoner
That's my BMW yeah bitch I'm the owner
All I'm gonna say is don't fuck we me shoot u with the 223
One to the neck one to the head All 3 shots just for free
My flow like bee hit you in your knee
Call me Dj Khaled yeah, I got the keys
Ask me what I sip,I say desi ghee Smoking the zee smoking the Zaza
Fucking yo bitch she calling me papa
Hit him in the leg he doing bachata
Left to the right Yeah hit him in his Mata
In the Fu Tai we chilling
Killing and filling and mugging and drilling yeah
Fuck your feeling, I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy, I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all are dead
Bow bow when we see op we don't duck down
Yo YNG Drip what we saying
Catch me a Opp so I can make a statement
You ain't the one you just the replacement
Watch what you say cuz I keep it dangerous
Damn I'm in love
She like ma body I'm w (yeah)
I don't really give a fuck (yeah)
Every year going up
Up up up I need some ice for this drink in my cup
All my shooters don't miss they clutch
All the bitches eyeing me in the club
Ya I'm the man but don't call me a munch
All my hater suck my dick for lunch
825 I'm bring my touch 825 I'm bring my touch
Is 852 bitch that's where from
HK gang we Hong Kong
The place where we all strong
We ain't scared if we really wrong
Like put us anywhere we go come together
With the locals canto good as ever
From the mansion black white all the colour
And the brown as well we blend like weather
Like damn shit that's what's up
If you talk, talk with love
Oh shit wait I need ma puff
What Thor said don't touch my things
If you do you get shock with my thing
Making more hits All my lyrics on syncs
I like bitches who think All Jewellery too bling
Pull up in Fu Tai where we all link
In the Fu tai we chilling
Killing and filling and mugging and drilling (what)
Fuck your feeling, I don't give a fuck
Begging for mercy I still killed her
Aim at her neck aim at her head
Shot 2 bullets and they all are dead
Bow bow when we see op we don't duck down
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Writer(s): Ahmed Kalem
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