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Artist: Matt Easton
Canonical path: /matt-easton/fwmd
Related lyric paths: 6
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FWMD
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FWMD
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Feast on, cheap flows
Marshawn, I’m beast mode
Enter, cheat code
Full court’s now a free throw
Show stopper, Tivo
My keyboard just makes C notes
I’ll wild out like Steve-O
Y’all kneel down like Tebow
I step back and I kush trees
My bad I meant kush 3’s
I’m lookin’ back when I’m burnin’ G’s
You so soft, you’re a Ferbie
Me and my dawgs make such noise
And chew toys of you sus boys
Toss the rock and I run for it
You bitches suck on your thumb for it
I take it and run with it, like I’ve been handed it
Looking to follow the blockers ahead of me
Truckin’ the enemy, Bitch
I might make a movie the way that my team is directing me
Keepin’ me healthy like feedin’ me celery
No TV until I eat what’s in front of me
Not even if you committed a felony
You’d get these kind of bars comin’ this rapidly
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Striking like the phantom has risen
They don’t even realize that I hit ‘em
Lookin’ at my watch it’s been a minute
Since I’ve gone in like a menace
The ladies are diggin’ that I’m a musican, woa
Sorry ‘bout the competition, bro
Tellin’ me that I should listen, no
I could tell you what you’re missin’, though
I can pretend it, or I could mean it
Either way I could get you to believe me
That would be easy, you’re just a hiccup
I’ll keep you holdin’ your breathe ‘til you leave us
Better hope that they don’t loosen my muzzle
If you get too close to me you’re in trouble
I’ll come in chompin’ down, down
Lookin’ for somethin’ that easily crumbles
Coolin’ on that speed limit, what you in a rush for?
Your face is caught up in them rocks
Call you Mount Rushmore
You say you in the fast lane
So what you take the bus for?
I think your stop is comin’ up
The hell you on my street for?
Lookin’ at me like you know all about me
But my question is, why the hell are you doubting?
I’m gaining that credit, shout out to accounting
And slowly I’m gaining more assets surrounding me
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
Fuck with me dawg, Fuck with me dawg
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Matt Easton performs "FWMD", and this lyric page sits inside the Matt Easton catalog on LyroVerse.
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