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Fumez The Engineer
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Country Dons
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Country Dons
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Fumez The Engineer
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Locked in with the Country Dons right now
Plugged In with Fumez welcome to the country out of midland, let's get it
(Grrrrr)
C's up, shoutout Fumez The Engineer, we're plugged in
[Verse 2]
Before I pull up to my crib
Lemme circle round in case
Sweet tooth, you know I got taste
Day dates, chocolate face
Rising crime rate up in my hood
The police say we're to blame
We caught an **** wit' his baby mum
But that didn't get him saved
[Verse 3]
It's that hot
I'm still in my trap spot
Just took a L, I need my cash up
Got a M on a stop an search, I can't lie they hit the jackpot
Bare chat on the gang, it's normal
When they're at home behind a laptop
Don't flex on us like Jack K did, 'cause bro we don't pick at random
[Verse 4]
I'll break that brick in a BnB
That's fendi on me no DNG
The force come strong like EMP
I'll run man down for my CD G's
She thinks that I'm handsome so wanna wiggle on me then drop to her knees
Aiii, this one a freak, wanna bring her friend to the crib for POV
And the kickback mad on the dots, if you hear that ring it's like TnT
I gotta give to Rams for the MVP
In the trap like he's Easy E
Hella tools on deck like JCB (Hella tools)
Oh, shit that's feds in the back, quick time man's doing up Need For Speed
Yo, let me give it to B
[Verse 5]
Feds know me, been a problem from way back
Told this sweet one jump in this Maybach
Fire bomb yards, of course, we get payback
Me and Cartel locked the game from way back
Da plug love me 'cause I pay that, fuck wid my shipez they spray back
All from the curbs, so they hate man
Still got my jewels in the station
Sleep wit' two shanks, got my girl getting jealous
I love poking things that's my fetish
I'm the new 'Sith Lord,' need an apprentice
Max reload, this clip come extended
My shit heavyweight no contenders, he's an actor could have played in Eastenders
Cut out the snakes and pretenders
Come to my bits, we some well known offenders
Trappers, drillers
Dottys, spinners
I bet her boujie act garn change
When she come round drug dealers
Whip that lock that
Man on a mission
So solid in 21 seconds
Can't believe that **** gives verbal
When his mum used to buy off the members
[Verse 6]
My first ever L was 25 bags
But no stress 'cause I made that back
Thats one whole month in the T go ham
I still skrrr round on a driving ban
The brick come fat like Michelin Man
That's weight pon scales, when I break these grams
You would have thought man's Walter White in my trap
Come like it's 'Breaking Bad'
Come now baby, course I get busy
Thousand grams, I push off dis Lizzy
Got blamed in back no his legs don't work told bro what a pity
[Verse 7]
She's down to fuck, we ain't watching Disney
Got beef then I'll dig it up quickly
Attempts on my life try harder they missed me
Trapstar, real bad boy like Diddy
[Verse 8]
(Fumez The Engineer)
Written by: Country Dons