Foes

These niggas mad cuz I these niggas mad These niggas really mad cuz I Took off and flew with they bitch Know we do acrobatics we hustle and flip Ain't no going out sad, so we light like a bic Now the up in this bitch and they throwing a fit Cuz I'm getting the checks but I stay out the mix Shawty say that she love me cuz I'm optimistic When she hopped in the car then I fucked up her lipstick I rolled up the jay grabbed the lighter then lit it Blow the bag that I just made I be so tempted Ahh, I'll never switch on my bruvas that's law Got 'em mad cus they watchin' how I ball You get flipped like a tech deck you better check that fore you get decked like some halls And we know that you cap you exposed Steal the drip you just pay what you owe Cop a zip the same thing as a O Pour a two took a sip now I'm slow Yea we used be friends now we foes Now these niggas be mad yea I know Yea, I'm gone Stand on my word, cus that shit is bond Pullin' up smell like number 9 it's bond Or pullin' up it's me and Neek yea that's bond Pullin' up, from the three yea it's on Pullin' up it ain't no luck ain't no charm You's a fan need to get you some poms Like a vaccine send shots at your arm And I don't gotta chat I know bro got the MAC and it sing like Tinashe "2 On" It's whatever I'm whatever you on If I'm on then we on If I'm on then we gone Don't be hitting my line That means just leave me alone You ain't talking to me you better watch your tone Hey, Marvin Gaye let's get it on Hey, got a fade throw the fade if you want it Watch me and my bruvas turn nothing to something You trying eat off me when I'm up y'all getting nothing I'm tryna f*ck but shawty looking for husbands The old crank still sound new Benjamin Button I guess that's why you can say that I am stuntin' Every time that I post up nah I ain't frontin' If the neck good know I am cussin' Backwood know that it's bussin' You ain't sipping act that's Tussin Look at all the racks I'm touchin' I'm smoking on pac, this shit is the finest They stealing swag that's why I got fine ya Gotta fine ya woah These niggas mad cuz I these niggas mad These niggas really mad cuz I Took off and flew with they bitch Know we do acrobatics we hustle and flip Ain't no going out sad, so we light like a bic Now the up in this bitch and they throwing a fit Cuz I'm getting the checks but I stay out the mix Shawty say that she love me cuz I'm optimistic When she hopped in the car then I fucked up her lipstick I rolled up the jay grabbed the lighter then lit it Blow the bag that I just made I be so tempted Ahh, I'll never switch on my bruvas that's law Got 'em mad cus they watchin' how I ball You get flipped like a tech deck you better check that fore you get decked like some halls And we know that you cap you exposed Steal the drip you just pay what you owe Cop a zip the same thing as a O Pour a two took a sip now I'm slow Yea we used be friends now we foes Now these niggas be mad yea I know