FPS (feat. CTB JHIT)

I'm gonna get strong, I ain't got no gas, I don't smoke Alright, Amber Johns, CTB Jhit, hit his line Slide in a fucking Malibu Slide in a fucking Malibu Baby what you tryna fucking do I'm just tryna slide in a Malibu I'm on a scene and I keep me at seven, I buy me some gas like It's seven eleven Shoot at his heart and I ain't talking no Kevin, FPS baby I keep me a weapon Two girls on me like I'm zero zero seven, I shoot till It's empty I send you to heaven I'm seventeen and I keep me a weapon, got some new shoes so I watch where I'm Stepping She asking me for the Instagram, walk in the mall I might flip the bands And I got green, I got green like I'm Peter Pan, spray his ass down like a can of Pam Can't count the money need helping hands, weird ass bitch hit me up on the telegram Running shit like it's Taliban, need me a turban It's hot in this Sprinter Van I can't sit still I'm a fidget, f*ck on her once you know I'm deleting the digits You know I'm pushing the limit, I'm listening to my music all my shit is explicit PB fifty on the beat, with CTB, you know we bringing the heat, knocking him out like I'm Creed Knife on the gun hit his stomach I'm making him bleed Slide in the fucking Malibu Slide in the fucking Malibu Baby what you tryna fucking do I'm just tryna slide in the Malibu I'm on a scene and I keep me at seven, I buy me some gas like It's seven eleven Shoot at his heart and I ain't talking no Kevin, FPS baby I keep me a weapon Two girls on me like I'm zero zero seven, I shoot till It's empty I send you to heaven I'm seventeen and I keep me a weapon, got some new shoes so I watch where I'm Stepping