FSU
Hit play this my jam
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance on it)
Oh my God
Oh my God he on X Games mode!
Yeah I slide out my crib (Slide)
Time check on my wrist
Light come out my hip
Sights set I won't miss
Yeah game plan set like flags
They can't check my bags (No no no)
Too much contraband (Wait)
Two three comma bands yeah
Two three I'm the man
Gimme space this my jam
Hit play this my jam
Hold up, hit play you my fan fam
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
My safe in my pants (Lockdown)
I stay in my bag
Red and green stripe double G on the tag (Do Doo)
Running through customs to get to exchange
Line through the middle of S on my brain you feeling a way (Way way way)
I'm feeling a way, fuck how you feeling today
My system don't glitch (On God)
I just don't switch yeah
My hits just don't miss
They tryna run it I'm running a blitz yeah
Double it call it a stunt (Double down)
Calling my phone what you want?
Thats if I pick up
I don't really play no games no pick-ups
I get paid all day no pick-ups
I'll see you all in a month and a day
Getting the bags like I'm running away
I call it in like I'm running a play
I call it in and I'm running it all
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance F.S.U)
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your)
Yeah I think your shit stink
My shit smell like Pink
Lion, tiger, bear, don't care turn you to a mink
Yeah I might buy the whole site in a week
I hit seven eight times in a week
Post on the gram they don't like what they see
I feel the hate when the eyes are on me
Look at em' flinch
(Flinch, flinch)
I cannot give em' an inch
I cannot give em' no ins
Five and below on the tint it is what it is
I got some dogs that'll do it for free
I do everything I do to a T
Now she gonna do it for me
Now she gonna lose it to me
Yeah look at em' up in the nosebleeds
You cannot tell em' you know me (Please)
Plug got me high on the low-key bout to OD (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Look at em' up in the nosebleeds
You cannot tell em' you know me
You never seeing me closely
Better show me what you owe me then I
Double it call it a stunt (Double down)
Calling my phone what you want?
Thats if I pick up
I don't really play no games no pick-ups
I get paid all day no pick-ups
I'll see you all in a month and a day
Getting the bags like I'm running away
I call it in like I'm running a play
I call it in and I'm running it all
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance F.S.U)
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance on it)
Oh my God
Oh my God he on X Games mode!
Yeah I slide out my crib (Slide)
Time check on my wrist
Light come out my hip
Sights set I won't miss
Yeah game plan set like flags
They can't check my bags (No no no)
Too much contraband (Wait)
Two three comma bands yeah
Two three I'm the man
Gimme space this my jam
Hit play this my jam
Hold up, hit play you my fan fam
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
My safe in my pants (Lockdown)
I stay in my bag
Red and green stripe double G on the tag (Do Doo)
Running through customs to get to exchange
Line through the middle of S on my brain you feeling a way (Way way way)
I'm feeling a way, fuck how you feeling today
My system don't glitch (On God)
I just don't switch yeah
My hits just don't miss
They tryna run it I'm running a blitz yeah
Double it call it a stunt (Double down)
Calling my phone what you want?
Thats if I pick up
I don't really play no games no pick-ups
I get paid all day no pick-ups
I'll see you all in a month and a day
Getting the bags like I'm running away
I call it in like I'm running a play
I call it in and I'm running it all
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance F.S.U)
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your)
Yeah I think your shit stink
My shit smell like Pink
Lion, tiger, bear, don't care turn you to a mink
Yeah I might buy the whole site in a week
I hit seven eight times in a week
Post on the gram they don't like what they see
I feel the hate when the eyes are on me
Look at em' flinch
(Flinch, flinch)
I cannot give em' an inch
I cannot give em' no ins
Five and below on the tint it is what it is
I got some dogs that'll do it for free
I do everything I do to a T
Now she gonna do it for me
Now she gonna lose it to me
Yeah look at em' up in the nosebleeds
You cannot tell em' you know me (Please)
Plug got me high on the low-key bout to OD (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Look at em' up in the nosebleeds
You cannot tell em' you know me
You never seeing me closely
Better show me what you owe me then I
Double it call it a stunt (Double down)
Calling my phone what you want?
Thats if I pick up
I don't really play no games no pick-ups
I get paid all day no pick-ups
I'll see you all in a month and a day
Getting the bags like I'm running away
I call it in like I'm running a play
I call it in and I'm running it all
Hit play this my jam
(Do your dance do your dance F.S.U)
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Cirlincione
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