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Federal Lyrics by Surf

No Smoke, Vol. 1

2020

[Intro]
(Kill Confirmed)
Ha, ha (Surf, they don't want no smoke)
Uh-huh

[Chorus]
I got me a coupe for the leg room (Yeah)
I cut off the top for the head room (Yeah)
I'ma take her to the bed room, we going to bed soon (Uh-huh)
Gas on me, it's medical
Strap on me, it's federal (Uh-huh)
Pop this Perc' like edible, eat my bitch like cannibal

[Verse]
I was born in '99, feel like '97 Hov
I got 99 problems, none of them gon' block my goals
These bitches might take my attention, none of them gon' take my soul
I put on my Ksubi jeans, and grab my scalе and hit the road (Yeah)
I got niggas in the bluff (Yеah), they can't cook, they on the stove
I got niggas runnin' from me, they won't pay me what they owe
They be slimy, they be grimy, they gon' take me when I'm low (Uh-huh)
Say you love me when I'm here 'cause you gon' hate me when I'm gone (Huh)
If I gotta up my strap, it's kill confirmed (It's kill confirmed)
I know I'ma pop my shit, I live and learn (I live and learn)
You say you flexin' on some shit you didn't earn (You didn't earn)
I still got places inside my hood I didn't serve (I didn't serve)
I keep two straps on me, them shits like his and hers (Like his and hers)
I cannot give no fuck, I'm steady flipping birds (I'm flipping birds)
My girl so bad, she know she gotta quench my thirst (Yeah)
When I'm in my feelings, girl, I know I get the worst
I put Gucci on my phone, put my demons in the dirt
Talking down on my home, guaranteed to get you murked
We got crosshairs and scopes like the hat up on the nurse
I got guns just for fun like I'm playing 'round with Nerf (Haha)
I might take a trip to Hawaii just because my name is Surf (Haha)
I got baddies givin' me brainy, they got cranium like nerds (Haha)
Live fast, die young, I might just V-12 my hearse (Hey, hey)
And my shawty getting this money, she might Hermés her purse (Hey, hey)

[Chorus]
I got me a coupe for the leg room (Yeah)
I cut off the top for the head room (Yeah)
I'ma take her to the bed room, we going to bed soon (Uh-huh)
Gas on me, it's medical
Strap on me, it's federal (Uh-huh)
Pop this Perc' like edible, eat my bitch like cannibal
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About “Federal” by Surf

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