Stains lyrics

by

Sickboyrari


[Intro: FHN Mook]
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, if he flexing up
Pull up on all types of sh*t, got prices sh*t, can't wife a b*tch
f*ck that hoe you know I shoot, keep the poles all in yo hood

[Chorus: FHN Mook]
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, if he flexing up
Pull up on all types of sh*t, got prices sh*t, can't wife a b*tch
f*ck that hoe you know I shoot, keep the poles all in yo hood
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, if he flexing up
Pull up on all types of sh*t, got prices sh*t, can't wife a b*tch
f*ck that hoe you know I shoot, keep the poles all in yo hood

[Verse 1: FHN Mook]
I'm might hit a stain on that b*tch, if she acting up
I might put a purple of that sip on my double cup
Ayy, by that goop boy, ayy, getting loose boy
All my n*ggas ride down in that Chevy coupe boy
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, for his damn pack
I might hit a stain on that b*tch, 'cause she acting wack
If a n*gga got it I'ma go up in my backpack
If a n*gga want it I'ma go and take his damn racks
[Chorus: FHN Mook]
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, if he flexing up
Pull up on all types of sh*t, got prices sh*t, can't wife a b*tch
f*ck that hoe you know I shoot, keep the poles all in yo hood
I might catch a stain on that hoe, if she flexing up
I might hit a stain on that n*gga, if he flexing up
Pull up on all types of sh*t, got prices sh*t, can't wife a b*tch
f*ck that hoe you know I shoot, keep the poles all in yo hood

[Verse 2: SICKBOYRARI]
I'ma hit a stain on that hoe, if she icey
I'ma hit a stain on that hoe, if she trifling
I'ma hit a stain on that hoe, in my Nikes
I'ma hit a stain on that hoe, and get icey
If she icey then I might wife her up, got potential
Go ahead and ice her trigger finger up, 'cause she gonn' shoot
She down to hit a stain, 211 [?] boo
Might hop up out the cut with her tec, smoke you just like some boof
Smoke you just like some boof
I ain't even gotta do sh*t, I'ma go ahead send my boo

[Outro: SICKBOYRARI]
Bad b*tch sh*t, coolin'
And I'm in the field with my soldiers
And I'm in the field with my soldiers n*gga with my troops
And I'm in the -, by my lonely
Yeah
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