5.7 FN (feat. FGE Capone)

5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch 5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch To tell the truth man all these niggas soft I was aiming for his man's but he caught it randy moss Oh you got ah pint of pure act ? What's the cost Bitch goin through my phone cocked back , broke her jaw Lean got me movin like ah sloth And the opps funny as hell so we call Chris rock When the chop blow you would think it got surround sound The opps broke as f*ck always askin for ah hand out To keep it real man these niggas ain't no shooters Slidin on the opps with clips longer than ah ruler Beam on the Glock hit em right in his medulla Why the f*ck they buyin guns if these niggas ain't go use em 5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch 5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch He talkin crazy on the gram he should be tryna get his bitch back I'm tryna slide broad day brodie where the stick at Spent 10 on a fit nigga all this shit mismatch hit yo bitch one time you want never get yo bitch back Dropped yo man's you ain't never got yo damn lick back You niggas sippin on green what the f*ck is that Im sippin on purple I love the act I love the way i slide when i got the Mac Takin good trips talkin bout back to back We run it up nigga go pick yo man's up Im talkin bout we on yo head like dandruff get yo bands up Glock with a switch when I shoot make my hand jump 5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch 5.7 FN puttin shots in the wind Me and Capone hopped out n put the mac to his lips Like we playin in ah band we keep drum or stick He talkin crazy on the gram but I know he a bitch