Fifa (feat. Kleo & Trapboy Kenny)
Pull up and serve a nigga no Subpoena
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
You'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
That bitch won't give me a chance
She keep saying she know ima dog
I told her ain't nobody perfect and me I'm just heavenly flawed
She had a attitude all day so we went to the mall
Ball til you fall
Hit from the back at her job
Yeah
Un-hun
Hit from the back and I'm gone
Yeah go pop me a perk now I'm all in my zone uh
Baby won't me leave me alone uh
She keep on callin my phone uh
Telling the judge to free all my Locs
Cause they been locked up to long uh
I- I be the first on the block
I need my shit off the top uh
Fuckin round with K-Leo & Dee gone get yo ass shot yeahh
These niggas lame they snake
Niggas to sweet they
Gas coming in by the crate
Niggas is fish i bake uh
Pull up and serve a nigga no Subpoena
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
you'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
I hope you ain't plotting cause we ruin yo plans
Get hit with this fie and get left with a tan
We got bombs like taliban
Promote this gas bitch tell a friend
Up and down the road I'm on I-65
When I hit the Zaza I come alive
When I run the dash the coupe come alive
Aye then I scratch off to that loot
She be texting and calling me boo
She been trying throw me dat boot
I might hit her and give her da boot
If she show to make then she threw
I might do what I do and then poof
She off the juice and she loose
I'm with KJ & K Lu
I can't tell no lie all this shit true
You spend all yo money on studio sessions to cap in yo rap
And lie in the booth
Real street nigga I know when it's fluke
If I was broke I'd lie on me too
And it ain no cap in this shit that I'm rappin
So me in the flesh and you'll know that it's proof
Tryin to copy the shit that I do
You gone do that shit wrong like my son I'll show you what to do
Pull up and serve a nigga no Subpoena
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
You'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
You'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
That bitch won't give me a chance
She keep saying she know ima dog
I told her ain't nobody perfect and me I'm just heavenly flawed
She had a attitude all day so we went to the mall
Ball til you fall
Hit from the back at her job
Yeah
Un-hun
Hit from the back and I'm gone
Yeah go pop me a perk now I'm all in my zone uh
Baby won't me leave me alone uh
She keep on callin my phone uh
Telling the judge to free all my Locs
Cause they been locked up to long uh
I- I be the first on the block
I need my shit off the top uh
Fuckin round with K-Leo & Dee gone get yo ass shot yeahh
These niggas lame they snake
Niggas to sweet they
Gas coming in by the crate
Niggas is fish i bake uh
Pull up and serve a nigga no Subpoena
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
you'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
I hope you ain't plotting cause we ruin yo plans
Get hit with this fie and get left with a tan
We got bombs like taliban
Promote this gas bitch tell a friend
Up and down the road I'm on I-65
When I hit the Zaza I come alive
When I run the dash the coupe come alive
Aye then I scratch off to that loot
She be texting and calling me boo
She been trying throw me dat boot
I might hit her and give her da boot
If she show to make then she threw
I might do what I do and then poof
She off the juice and she loose
I'm with KJ & K Lu
I can't tell no lie all this shit true
You spend all yo money on studio sessions to cap in yo rap
And lie in the booth
Real street nigga I know when it's fluke
If I was broke I'd lie on me too
And it ain no cap in this shit that I'm rappin
So me in the flesh and you'll know that it's proof
Tryin to copy the shit that I do
You gone do that shit wrong like my son I'll show you what to do
Pull up and serve a nigga no Subpoena
I got them racks serena
Come to the south where it's cheaper
KJ got that Ike & Tina
Leo hit her then he leave her
Who told you it's cheaper to keep her
They lied I'll never understand the meaning
I told her I love her I'm tweaking
She wanna kick it with street niggas like FIFA Uh
We get to kicking like Jackie Chan cause she know I'm the man
Back in the G she wun fucking with me cause I ain't have a piece
But I still had a plan
Mama told me don't be selling no P's
You'll catch you case before you catching you a band
I got it all in my hands
Go with the flow of the pressure I'm cool like a fan
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Writer(s): Wrightway Dee
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