Fettuccine 20 vs. Bangz Lyrics – URLtv
Singer: URLtv
Title: Fettuccine 20 vs. Bangz
I said, it depends on how he pull up
Either the .80 or the baby dumpin’
See, i could slump him when i wanna
He get a chess round on the big stage
Now he can relate to the struggle and the come-up
I shook the room, and got to a higher platform
These n#gg#s thought i was a jumper
Y’all think bangz (bangs) over i (eye)?
Ain’t no tellin’ where i’ll leave ya (aaliyah) when you see a 20 wit’ a .50
n#gg#, age ain’t nothin’ but a number!
I grab the broom, it’s to clean house, but i ain’t tryna sweep
That stick’ll put bangz (bangs) up on the ceiling, like
“quiet down up there! we tryin’ to sleep!”
See, i’m pharrell with these clips (clipse)
n#gg#, i ain’t got time to beef
I go the extra mile, it’s (malice) to push a t (pusha t)
I catch him while he tryna eat – bow!
Now bangz (bangs) all over the table like the “grindin’” beat!
Halal truck! i cook him, on the corner
He get the mill’ (meal) in the street
Then i tuck the arm
Bumper cars: he wasn’t built for the streets!
But ascension was a f#ckin’ flop
Shit, i guess without me it ain’t feel right
That n#gg# prep no-showed, money bagz got 30’d
Reepah did okay, but he ain’t finish the deal right!
I already beat yk, i woulda killed rich or deal: i’m real nice!
Animal hospital: i’d have had a vet holdin’ off for dear (deer) life!
I’m a killer and a pimp
That means i can get you sprayed wit’ hammers
Then make yo’ b#tch slurp fettuccine: she ain’t got no table manners
But he unorthodox, he punch awkward, he “not regular”
Well, they gon’ call the nurse or the docs
When i give him an awkward punch, he’ll knot regular
Or i could speak wit’ glocks!
Layup line: this a easy shot
Yeah, bangz is f#ckin’ fire, but tonight, i just can’t let you (w)in, n#gg# – you don’t know the secret knock
Korean shop, we just hurry up and bah!
We value mills (meals)
But your man caught a (quarter) pound for soda, over a couple pies
Then 20 piece’ll hit your chicken mcn-
f#ck it – whoever he come with fries!
But the clip got a curve to it
When i light this b#tch
It’ll lay you down, then stand you up like a lightskin b#tch
But since he my son, it’s only right i pop him and give the dick to his mom
I catch him while he shoppin’, (*swoo*) swipe his sh#t at the mall
If it’s green involved, then my n#gg# green gettin’ involved
It’s a wrap if he catch a bedaffi round
He gon’ hate he (haiti) got it gripped in his palm
And the ratchet on the side, b#tch
She the best in the world
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