Fell Off
Pull up in an all black ford I ain't even got the windows tinted
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
And if a bitch nigga hungry for it boy I got beef tell him get some
On the block I ain't got it on me I'll beat his ass till my fist numb
Dumb niggas think taking class take hood shit up out a hood nigga
I ain't buy my first set of books till my 3rd year I'm a hood nigga
Tell leek ain't got shit but a black tee and some sticks rolled
Fadah plug for the shits tho
Leek plug for the Richso
I can tell you where the shits go
But I can't tell you where the drugs at
Get yo bitch every time I see her she concerned about where her hug at
And if a nigga think I'm talking 'bout him he gone have to ask me like a grown man
I don't make diss songs catch me cuffin bitches me and Nina hold hands
Ain't I ain't got no dead people on my hands but I got dead people in my pants
And I don't drink drank but this OG got a nigga leaning where he stand
Tell my granny let me get the Ford when I bring it back she'll understand
I gotta do it fore' she take off Ima sit 10 bands in her hand
Heard a nigga say I'm falling off that was just the energy a nigga needed
1 slip and she got deleted, one verse and you got defeated
Pull up in an all black ford I ain't even got the windows tinted
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
Seen shit that I can't say they ain't close the case then it's still open
Ain't no point in tryna fit the gun up on my waist if the whole clip poking
I was just up in the 'paign hitting every bus stop with a MERCH sticker
If my nigga wanna catch the bus bet he hopping off with a purse with him
I be feeling like a raid can when I hit the lights on these roach niggas
Like 12 at a hood fight, we gone pull up and disperse niggas
I done wrote a couple hits by my shorty she ain't even try distracting me
I know I say it back to back I memorized the rules you'll never get a lack from me
And niggas gone know that I be the plug actually might rob his ass if he taxing me
And no we don't come with 'bout one or two casualties my niggas causing a tragedy
I won't let up till my OG getting stacks from me and my sisters living lavishly
And I come wit doshur to match the whole faculty fill that bitch up if you matchin me
She know I'm that nigga she damn near gone call me your majesty throwing it back for me
I tell em to pull up wit oozies them automatics make you shit like a laxative
I swear to God I'll do it
How you up next if you after me
And if I get caught by some niggas who after me don't drop the blunt when you passing me
Pull up in an all black ford I ain't even got the windows tinted
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
Yea yea
Bitch!
Stupid bitch!
You dumb bitch!
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
And if a bitch nigga hungry for it boy I got beef tell him get some
On the block I ain't got it on me I'll beat his ass till my fist numb
Dumb niggas think taking class take hood shit up out a hood nigga
I ain't buy my first set of books till my 3rd year I'm a hood nigga
Tell leek ain't got shit but a black tee and some sticks rolled
Fadah plug for the shits tho
Leek plug for the Richso
I can tell you where the shits go
But I can't tell you where the drugs at
Get yo bitch every time I see her she concerned about where her hug at
And if a nigga think I'm talking 'bout him he gone have to ask me like a grown man
I don't make diss songs catch me cuffin bitches me and Nina hold hands
Ain't I ain't got no dead people on my hands but I got dead people in my pants
And I don't drink drank but this OG got a nigga leaning where he stand
Tell my granny let me get the Ford when I bring it back she'll understand
I gotta do it fore' she take off Ima sit 10 bands in her hand
Heard a nigga say I'm falling off that was just the energy a nigga needed
1 slip and she got deleted, one verse and you got defeated
Pull up in an all black ford I ain't even got the windows tinted
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
Seen shit that I can't say they ain't close the case then it's still open
Ain't no point in tryna fit the gun up on my waist if the whole clip poking
I was just up in the 'paign hitting every bus stop with a MERCH sticker
If my nigga wanna catch the bus bet he hopping off with a purse with him
I be feeling like a raid can when I hit the lights on these roach niggas
Like 12 at a hood fight, we gone pull up and disperse niggas
I done wrote a couple hits by my shorty she ain't even try distracting me
I know I say it back to back I memorized the rules you'll never get a lack from me
And niggas gone know that I be the plug actually might rob his ass if he taxing me
And no we don't come with 'bout one or two casualties my niggas causing a tragedy
I won't let up till my OG getting stacks from me and my sisters living lavishly
And I come wit doshur to match the whole faculty fill that bitch up if you matchin me
She know I'm that nigga she damn near gone call me your majesty throwing it back for me
I tell em to pull up wit oozies them automatics make you shit like a laxative
I swear to God I'll do it
How you up next if you after me
And if I get caught by some niggas who after me don't drop the blunt when you passing me
Pull up in an all black ford I ain't even got the windows tinted
Whole heart beat in my chest it ain't not one pump of heat up in it
It's a cold night in the city i don't even notice when I'm getting to it
You gone do it then leave it 'lone
It ain't done till I over do it!
Fadah why you do the most for
Cuz I never gave a mutherfuck!
You don't sign a mafuckin check!
And you ain't put a belt to my butt!
Boa it's been a mafuckin hit!
Make him wonder what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...
Yea yea
Bitch!
Stupid bitch!
You dumb bitch!
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Writer(s): Malik Brown
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