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Final Fantasy They hatin tryna banter me Me an my gang a rarity I ain't never been a charity Final Fantasy Fuck boy he a fan of me My shooter he a amputee Goin up like kerosene New age full of pandering limit break Ima chop him down Made a name I'm the talk of the town Intergrade now I'm walking on clouds Step to me uh lay em to rest My girl she good with her hands Mog Net gotta keep a connect Stackin gil I need me a check Wutai clan ain't nothing to fuck with Meteors strike down all of you busters Huge materia hang off my chain Soldier first class who I became Mako energy run through my veins Life stream I pray to the sage Bardock with me that's Red XIII Avalanche gotta intervene Final Fantasy They hatin tryna banter me Me an my gang a rarity I ain't never been a charity Final Fantasy Fuck boy he a fan of me My shooter he a amputee Goin up like kerosene I am the shooter the amputee Really that man to be You hear that pa pa pa pa He a absentee Avalanche leaving you in new debris If you ain't down with Omega The team on a killing spree Linked with Callon yea ya boi different caliber Magic in his blade like he swinging Excalibur Don't be callous put this cow on the calendar Want beef count on being home like McAlister's Tifa put them hands to yo dome The borrow the style like the took out a loan Tist are a click they ain't never alone Throw em in bunches feel like you getting stoned Knock down all yo goats it's a star shower When they seeing the gang then they all cower Got the power to counter Your first rounders get whooped for twenty-four now you Jack Bower Different kind of energy when I walk through You ain't got the Gil lil girl what it cost you Better find yo mind big dawg who you talkin to All different names in the click that will cross fools Limit breaking I'ma so limitless Ya limits shaken How ridiculous Who is you kidding bitch It ain't material is just materia Me and Yuffie slide through crop top with a bang that's criteria I got a Ifrit see in inferred if you dead Take a trip to the underworld and get you bleed now it's Omega Redd Mako Energy flowing out we got extra bread Body ya nemesis dishing the cool assist If we get a hit with ya name Cross it off the list You tryna stomp on the team well if you insist Body you all cuz you lame with a flick of the wrist Final Fantasy They hatin tryna banter me Me an my gang a rarity I ain't never been a charity Final Fantasy Fuck boy he a fan of me My shooter he a amputee Goin up like kerosene Final Fantasy They hatin tryna banter me Me an my gang a rarity I ain't never been a charity Final Fantasy Fuck boy he a fan of me My shooter he a amputee Goin up like kerosene
Writer(s): Callon B Nanny Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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