Fix Yo Face
Playin wit' a nine
Lotta niggas lyin'
Pick up dat Bag
Fill it up cash
Bad bitch
This the intro
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
They know I just started but ain't fucking wit' me
I been had the talent woke up I was sleeping
I clear out yo block put a dick on the blicky
These niggas ain't wit' it these niggas some bitches
I had to jump in my bag now I'm chasing these riches
I don't get no sleep I'm up 24/7
She told me come through open 7/11
Niggas speak on my name send his bitch ass to heaven
I got pending charges 10 years just for jacking
Dear momma I'm sorry I could be a felon
Me and Jay on this bitch that shit like lethal weapon
Gotta get to the top whe'sith this shit know I'm destined
I know a couple niggas who'll come kick yo chest in
Fucking wit' me and this shit could get messy
Whole lotta 30's yo ass on the stretcher
Shoot us a film make you star in the picture
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
I'm at the top and you know that I'm real and
I roll wit' some niggas you know that they killin'
I'm in the field you know that I'm drillin'
I'm a young nigga you know how I'm livin'
I run up a bag I fuck up a sack
Fuck wit' my niggas get hit in your back
Fuck wit' that bitch I hit from the back
Fuck em' lil' niggas they all say some cap
Fuck wit' my niggas we up in the trap
She callin' me daddy I beat from the back
I'm smoking an opp he's rolled in his pack
I'm from the hood and you know it is that
Me, Jay, And Evin we running this track
Front of the opps tell they all to get back
I'm screaming fuck 12 you know that it's that
Bitch
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
Lotta niggas lyin'
Pick up dat Bag
Fill it up cash
Bad bitch
This the intro
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
They know I just started but ain't fucking wit' me
I been had the talent woke up I was sleeping
I clear out yo block put a dick on the blicky
These niggas ain't wit' it these niggas some bitches
I had to jump in my bag now I'm chasing these riches
I don't get no sleep I'm up 24/7
She told me come through open 7/11
Niggas speak on my name send his bitch ass to heaven
I got pending charges 10 years just for jacking
Dear momma I'm sorry I could be a felon
Me and Jay on this bitch that shit like lethal weapon
Gotta get to the top whe'sith this shit know I'm destined
I know a couple niggas who'll come kick yo chest in
Fucking wit' me and this shit could get messy
Whole lotta 30's yo ass on the stretcher
Shoot us a film make you star in the picture
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
I'm at the top and you know that I'm real and
I roll wit' some niggas you know that they killin'
I'm in the field you know that I'm drillin'
I'm a young nigga you know how I'm livin'
I run up a bag I fuck up a sack
Fuck wit' my niggas get hit in your back
Fuck wit' that bitch I hit from the back
Fuck em' lil' niggas they all say some cap
Fuck wit' my niggas we up in the trap
She callin' me daddy I beat from the back
I'm smoking an opp he's rolled in his pack
I'm from the hood and you know it is that
Me, Jay, And Evin we running this track
Front of the opps tell they all to get back
I'm screaming fuck 12 you know that it's that
Bitch
Fix yo face what's up
How do y'all stand wit' em' fronts up
I know these niggas ain't cut up like us
Swear to god these niggas ain't know none bout' us
And I got em' mad
Fuck up
Ya'll niggas goofy I know y'all ain't bust none
When I aim wit' the fye then you know I'm gone touch some
Lotta niggas lie but they know they ain't done none
Yea
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Writer(s): Jonah Greelish
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