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Thoughtz (feat.Monty, Kid Konnect) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fxhm
Length: 2:19
Written by: John Idoko




Fxhm - Thoughtz (feat.Monty, Kid Konnect) Lyrics




Gang gang gang gang yhh
.48. With the scope i know you boys cant see me
Ayye yh steady watching its on tv
(Background noise)
Ohh ohh woahh yhh
(That boy is benihana)

Niggas want beef they on ropes
I came in with my scope
I tryna turn em down i tell em nope
Steady catchin feels i know shes dreaming
She wants me on her team we aint teaming
Lsd on no prescription
What you thought?

I play these cards you freaky lil thot
Pull up and catch these shots
Indistinct like we are monsters i run this
Hollup till i pull up with my shottas
Rastas
These niggas want beef not lobster
Woahhhh
What you thought is on a low
Stand back and watch the show
All this beef its edible
Eat it up (Eat it up)
Think ahead thats how you grow
Time on my mind
You interested in my thoughtzz

OT yh these niggas looking OG nigga hold me im coming up i need that show please unhhh

Running all these cheques
Louis,givenchy my nigga whats next (Whats next)

Monty
Get the strap
Seal the bag
My niggas cooking up the dope
Where you at? (Where you attt)
I just swiped your bitch at the club yh she clapped
I got big bad niggas with some boys watch my back yhh

Signss
Yh im tryna get my ryhmes
Nigga hold this line
Bouta burst i take my time
Yh woahhhh
On my neck is looking froze
Now im feeling cold
Is it the heart or its the shoulder
Its a throw

All my feelings looking innocent
Im malefiecent im 15 up here in achildrens dress
Yh bands in d car
Now they wrapped around my hand
Finna play this guiter
Just like im in a band

Kill it like a G yh u want it
I cop it
OG i take it honest
Run it
Yh who can go the longest
Its a contest
Niggas on a long list

Niggas want beef they on ropes
I came in with my scope
I tryna turn em down i tell em nope
Steady catchin feels i know shes dreaming
She wants me on her team we aint teaming
Lsd on no prescription
What you thought?

See im nice for these hoes
Ayye Get a grip then you know
Ayye I got blood on my hands
Ayye I kill the beat for a fan

Ye
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Gang gang gang gang yhh
.48. With the scope i know you boys cant see me
Ayye yh steady watching its on tv
(Background noise)
Ohh ohh woahh yhh
(That boy is benihana)

Niggas want beef they on ropes
I came in with my scope
I tryna turn em down i tell em nope
Steady catchin feels i know shes dreaming
She wants me on her team we aint teaming
Lsd on no prescription
What you thought?

I play these cards you freaky lil thot
Pull up and catch these shots
Indistinct like we are monsters i run this
Hollup till i pull up with my shottas
Rastas
These niggas want beef not lobster
Woahhhh
What you thought is on a low
Stand back and watch the show
All this beef its edible
Eat it up (Eat it up)
Think ahead thats how you grow
Time on my mind
You interested in my thoughtzz

OT yh these niggas looking OG nigga hold me im coming up i need that show please unhhh

Running all these cheques
Louis,givenchy my nigga whats next (Whats next)

Monty
Get the strap
Seal the bag
My niggas cooking up the dope
Where you at? (Where you attt)
I just swiped your bitch at the club yh she clapped
I got big bad niggas with some boys watch my back yhh

Signss
Yh im tryna get my ryhmes
Nigga hold this line
Bouta burst i take my time
Yh woahhhh
On my neck is looking froze
Now im feeling cold
Is it the heart or its the shoulder
Its a throw

All my feelings looking innocent
Im malefiecent im 15 up here in achildrens dress
Yh bands in d car
Now they wrapped around my hand
Finna play this guiter
Just like im in a band

Kill it like a G yh u want it
I cop it
OG i take it honest
Run it
Yh who can go the longest
Its a contest
Niggas on a long list

Niggas want beef they on ropes
I came in with my scope
I tryna turn em down i tell em nope
Steady catchin feels i know shes dreaming
She wants me on her team we aint teaming
Lsd on no prescription
What you thought?

See im nice for these hoes
Ayye Get a grip then you know
Ayye I got blood on my hands
Ayye I kill the beat for a fan

Ye
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Writer: John Idoko
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