Intro:
Fold aye, aye, ayeee ian even tryin
Ight listen here, before this song starts (yessir), alot of you underground artist are weird
Yall call me an “x” clone
Or a , or, a f#ckin “ayce comet” clone
Just because you n#gg#s cant make it foreal
(fr , fr), ion f#ck with nun of you underground artist
And den you n#gg#s say i buy followers (wait), if i cant buy youre momma some panties, what makes you think i can buy you… or…. me, some followers
Yeah, strange right
Im not even tryin at dis point
Verse1:
Fold aye, fold, aye, fold aye, fold, yuh,fold,huh (aye aye aye)
Diss up onna net lil boi i swear you gon get fold up, dissin on da dead i swear on god you gon get fold up
(blahhh blah blah blah)
Verse2:
Aye, i kill a n#gg#, i roll em in my blunt
I might crunch dat n#gg# like i crunch my captain crunch, (aye aye aye)
Dat lil b#tch she ugly but i swear she frm da bronx
Hit her frm behind den i smash right frm da front
Verse3:
Makin my money & countin yo b#tch, dat b#tch wanna play so i nut on her lip
Hold up da beat over wit (man thats crazy its actually not my dumbass cut it short)
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SAPRAPiii Lyrics – FOLD