Fugazi

Rollin' diesel in a blunt, lil bitch I'm gassed up I left all that goofy shit inside the past bruh Don't you talk to me unless you talkin' cash bruh Bruce Wayne an op, turn him to a bastard You fugazi, the whole gang know Think you high up, we gon send you to them angels Switchin' out my whips like I switch out my main hoes Bet that choppa stick your ass and I ain't talkin' anal She gon really shake it I got thotties wanna top me on a daily basis They be throwin' pussy, 'fore I eat it say my graces We was cramped up in that dead end, now the crib is spacious What the f*ck you on I been on too long Pussy Imma be the greatest, got it set in stone S God run the 'Tone That boy just a clone I can't let none of these nigga take me out my zone Pussy Better watch your mouth, we'll turn you to a blunt I don't run from shit, I'll knock the head up off a cunt I'm a southside baby, I don't play no f*ck shit I'm with all the smoke, if it's up then it's stuck bitch He don't want no smoke He don't want no smoke He don't want no smoke Oh no, no, he don't want no smoke He don't want no smoke He don't want no smoke I know he a pussy Know that boy don't want no smoke Southside raised me You niggas fugazi You could flex your gun up but you niggas do not faze me Aye Imma get the bag, it's not a maybe I could glance right at her, that's enough for her to chase me You could try your best but you could never steal the sauce I got You could tell the gods from men 'cause men gon fuckin' talk a lot Ghetto tatted shawty, pick her ass up right there on the block So much acne on the face, I can't even fuckin' see the clock Aye Got the Maison Margiela's I'm a made man I'm a goodfella To the game I'm goat And to your bitch I'm daddy The way I make her sing That bitch gon need a grammy Fact's