Fantastic 4 (feat. Lil_rizz)

Aye This for the niggas back home man
Aye Rizz we boutta have fun on this one too

Yea
Uhh
Uhh

I'm spitting heat
Uh
Flame on
I hang around with the fantastic four
Body exotic and She riding topples
And She speed It up so I call her a porche
Take off like a rocket bitch I'm boutta soar
You outta pocket you niggas is poor
Fee
Fy
Foe
Fum
I'm stepping in yaggas
I stomp on the floor
Wait, the fuck
You niggas is dumb
I'm blowing up what you doubting me for
Bitch I was broke
I came from the slums
Not giving up got my foot in the door
Rando made another banger
Think shit is sweet cause singing my songs
Global gang is really dangerous
Watch how We come for that muhfucking throne

Pop at ya crib
We wit the shits
Bitch I am groot
I come wit a stick
Rocket raccoon
Yea I'm taking ya shit
Cop me a couple
Nigga watch how I shift
Lane switch
Come from the zoo
Ape shit
I'm coming through
Straight drip
You niggas is Poop
Straight shit
I hop in the Stu
Make hits

Uh
Flame on
I hang around with the fantastic four
Body exotic and She riding topples
She speed It up so I call her a porche
Take off like a rocket bitch I'm boutta soar
You outta pocket you niggas is poor
Fee
Fy
Foe
Fum
I'm stepping in yaggas
I stomp on the floor

Come with the hammer I feel like I'm Thor
Applying the pressure the feigning for more
I'm on my ape shit like Curious George
Im going up like the butterfly doors
Master Yoda I'm the one with the force
Ninja turtles bitch we pull up with fours
Give me the
Uhh
Kitty galore
I got the bag but I need me some more

These niggas say they want action
Stop all that rappin let's talk about it
Like what the fuck you niggas talking bout
Talking funny better watch your mouth
Lil puppies like to bark a lot
Need a Bugatti in the parking lot
And a new Rari in the parking spot
I move in silence don't talk a lot

Cause I'm off the wall
Vans
I got you stuck in confusion cause I got these bars that you can't understand
Kid to a man
Shazam
I'm superhuman I keep making bangers
Damn
Did it again
Feel like Bruce lee I go murder your clan
Call it a sequel
I did it again
You pussy niggas still act like you ten

Uh
Flame on
I hang around with the fantastic four
Body exotic and She riding topples
And She speed It up so
I call her a porche
Take off like a rocket bitch I'm boutta soar
You outta pocket you niggas is poor
Fee
Fy
Foe
Fum
I'm stepping in yaggas I stomp on the floor
Wait, the fuck
You niggas is dumb
I'm blowing up what you doubting me for
Bitch I was broke
I came from the slums
Not giving up got my foot in the door
Rando made another banger
Think shit is sweet cause singing my songs
Global gang is really dangerous
Watch how We come for that muhfucking throne



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Blair
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