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Fimi - Spitting Lyrics



Fimi - Spitting Lyrics




They call me a underdog
But I'm never under, I be on top
I Bring in the heat, and I make you bop
These rappers are noisy, yo make it stop (huh shhhhh)
Say it w my chest is how you know I mean it
Queen of the chess, you're a pawn, so admit it
You Thought I was gone, I got back In a minute
And baby got back and it got them like really
Cos I'm
Spitting fire
At this point, you can call me Elijah
Go crika taka louder
And the paper stacking higher
Bring back fire
I'm bored being the only heater
When I spit I bring that fire
On repeat and you can't be tired
I ain't gonna say mean things
Only gonna make your favourite rapper insecure, that's bitter
I'd rather do big things
Shut down shows and make my money grow bigger
Listen lil Nigga, spitting on the beat is a goddamn killer
And I ain't ever f*ck with a bitch who ain't got no liver
My flow's on a diet and she's getting thicker
Wait I get it
This that put it on repeat shit
This that water flow on a Daney beat,
And that's how you make a big hit
Bad lil Leng ting from the motherland
So I lick the the beat and it's done and
That's how you know, I got the flow, I run the show
Trynna keep up with me but you're slow
Hustling steady with my bros
Staying jiggy out here on the road
We broke codes but we ain't ever broke the bro code
I ain't ever roll with a faux

Spitting
Spitting
Spitting (ah ah)
Spitting
Spitting

It ain't warm out here, all my niggas are cold
Froze but getting that dough
Steady on a low and I ride for my bros
Whoa
Keep an eye out like Ruger
It's tough trynna get the dollar
If they ever wanna chat shit
Now put that bitch in a comma
Sick flows, she's bad
Real life baddie with the thick thighs

Fimi with the flowww!
Every new release is always lit as f*ck
Fimi, Fimi, you just dey blow my mind
Keep cooking, keep doing what you're doing
Bet

Like Abraham I got many sons got
Couple songs like I'm Solomon
All these niggas square like they Madison
Do my ting like I'm heaven sent
I'm finna pull a moon walk on motherf*ckers like I'm Micheal Jack (son)
Sing like Adele and that
And i drip so wet like I dip in that
Uh.. spitting
You don't wanna be splitting
No check with me cos I'm eating
Devoured the beat and I skllww haaaaa wait
A lil back story
A teacher said I was ugly
Cos my melanin body dark asf and a big ole gap, Nigga what the f*ck
Bleach it bleach it was a anthem
For a poor lil girl it was a problem
Now I wear it around like a emblem
Call them flaws but I Love them
Roast them till they medium rare (fair)
Bad man, look don't stare
The way I'm glowing hit different swear
You gon need a Anti glare
I'm Top tier, the heck is tamera
You all be serving but I am the leader
Ahead of the curve I'm on top of the ladder
You're pressed, you better go empty your bladder

Spitting
Spitting
Spitting (ah ah)
Spitting
Spitting

It ain't safe out here, all my niggas are
Wait
Smooth like butter (water)
Turning my foes into lovers (huh)
Screw em over no rubber
But it's calm tho cos I'm mother
Carry these lil rappers on my back and them
But the irony is I float
I took a lil break from my 9-5
To identify as the goat

This is wonderful, my treasure
You'll go places
I love this
Eleyi tun lagbara o
In fact, you're the best.
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English

They call me a underdog
But I'm never under, I be on top
I Bring in the heat, and I make you bop
These rappers are noisy, yo make it stop (huh shhhhh)
Say it w my chest is how you know I mean it
Queen of the chess, you're a pawn, so admit it
You Thought I was gone, I got back In a minute
And baby got back and it got them like really
Cos I'm
Spitting fire
At this point, you can call me Elijah
Go crika taka louder
And the paper stacking higher
Bring back fire
I'm bored being the only heater
When I spit I bring that fire
On repeat and you can't be tired
I ain't gonna say mean things
Only gonna make your favourite rapper insecure, that's bitter
I'd rather do big things
Shut down shows and make my money grow bigger
Listen lil Nigga, spitting on the beat is a goddamn killer
And I ain't ever f*ck with a bitch who ain't got no liver
My flow's on a diet and she's getting thicker
Wait I get it
This that put it on repeat shit
This that water flow on a Daney beat,
And that's how you make a big hit
Bad lil Leng ting from the motherland
So I lick the the beat and it's done and
That's how you know, I got the flow, I run the show
Trynna keep up with me but you're slow
Hustling steady with my bros
Staying jiggy out here on the road
We broke codes but we ain't ever broke the bro code
I ain't ever roll with a faux

Spitting
Spitting
Spitting (ah ah)
Spitting
Spitting

It ain't warm out here, all my niggas are cold
Froze but getting that dough
Steady on a low and I ride for my bros
Whoa
Keep an eye out like Ruger
It's tough trynna get the dollar
If they ever wanna chat shit
Now put that bitch in a comma
Sick flows, she's bad
Real life baddie with the thick thighs

Fimi with the flowww!
Every new release is always lit as f*ck
Fimi, Fimi, you just dey blow my mind
Keep cooking, keep doing what you're doing
Bet

Like Abraham I got many sons got
Couple songs like I'm Solomon
All these niggas square like they Madison
Do my ting like I'm heaven sent
I'm finna pull a moon walk on motherf*ckers like I'm Micheal Jack (son)
Sing like Adele and that
And i drip so wet like I dip in that
Uh.. spitting
You don't wanna be splitting
No check with me cos I'm eating
Devoured the beat and I skllww haaaaa wait
A lil back story
A teacher said I was ugly
Cos my melanin body dark asf and a big ole gap, Nigga what the f*ck
Bleach it bleach it was a anthem
For a poor lil girl it was a problem
Now I wear it around like a emblem
Call them flaws but I Love them
Roast them till they medium rare (fair)
Bad man, look don't stare
The way I'm glowing hit different swear
You gon need a Anti glare
I'm Top tier, the heck is tamera
You all be serving but I am the leader
Ahead of the curve I'm on top of the ladder
You're pressed, you better go empty your bladder

Spitting
Spitting
Spitting (ah ah)
Spitting
Spitting

It ain't safe out here, all my niggas are
Wait
Smooth like butter (water)
Turning my foes into lovers (huh)
Screw em over no rubber
But it's calm tho cos I'm mother
Carry these lil rappers on my back and them
But the irony is I float
I took a lil break from my 9-5
To identify as the goat

This is wonderful, my treasure
You'll go places
I love this
Eleyi tun lagbara o
In fact, you're the best.
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Writer: Sharon-Rose Banjo-Ogunleye
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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Language: English
Written by: Sharon-Rose Banjo-Ogunleye
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