Hunxho Federale Lyrics

[Chorus]
Can't tell me how it go
I been choking this shit out, I got the game up in the yo
I'm like It, you play, you float
He a rat, but I can't trip 'cause he can't tell what he don't know
And I know you with me now, you gon' be with me if I don't blow
Don't come for me, .223 my company
Hit fast, you can't even run from me
Black and yellow whip like Bumblebee, you can't be flexing these
Working I ain't even hittin niggas shit
And unless a nigga God then I'm just big as it can get

[Verse]
I go black truck with the tint on
Drop diss and he get spinned on
No features if he Mickey Mouse, them songs that I can't get on
Been working hard, I'm coming for every nigga tried to shit on
Killed the game, I killed him dead, I took his headstone then I pissed on
I'm the one who placed a bet then dropped a hit, now I got leverage
I'm the one who getting active still, just call me, I'll be ready
Got me busting this ho walls up, ain't no father, call me daddy
Who go hard as me? Recorded a whole tape two days in Cali
I'm the best like DJ Khaled
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Nigga playing, I start a riot in this bitch, go federale
Nigga playing, he go missing in this bitch, something like my daddy
And these niggas love to dickride, know them boys some faggots
Nigga, I come from the 6 side, you robbing or you trapping
I'm in love with the streets side, feel like we gotta get married
Gotta be grateful for the big shit, it's the lil' shit that I cherish And I can't f*ck with bitches who be all on dick, that shit embarrassing
I be f*cking bitches, add 'em to my list, but I can't marry 'em
Bitch, I'm lit, ho, this shit on the floor just like the janitor
Nigga diss, he get hit with this switch like I'm his parent them
Left the bitch I can't f*ck with a bitch [?]
Go Christian, I got blood all on my kicks, I might gotta bury 'em
Don't switch on me, you know I'm like yo father, know I care for em
[?] ain't no helping them, Glock stuck to me, Im telling you
Can't f*ck with me, I'm telling you
I can't f*ck with him, he telling it
We on murder, murder, murder, wicked demons, yeah, I mean it
I been swerving, swerving, swerving in this Demon, this bitch leaning
Gotta get down or you lay down with this shit like [?]
We can't even fit up inside the club, we came with too many people

[Chorus]
Can't tell me how it go
I been choking this shit out, I got the game up in the yo
I'm like It, you play, you float
He a rat, but I can't trip 'cause he can't tell what he don't know
And I know you with me now, you gon' be with me if I don't blow
Don't come for me, .223 my company
Hit fast, you can't even run from me
Black and yellow whip like Bumblebee, you can't be flexing these
Working I ain't even hittin niggas shit
And unless a nigga God then I'm just big as it can get

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