Fish scale (feat. Big julo & Peso Peso)
From the motherfuckin' A Town, all the way to the H, you hear what I'm fuckin' sayin'
Bitch ass nigga, you want beef, we gon' cook that shit up
FashoSkii No kizzy
Fishscale straight drop
No cut
That's an awful lot of cough
Syrup in a cup
Nigga, what
So what
I got that 40 tuck
Yeah
Yeah
Get your ass slumped
We got macs
We got glocks
Keep a carbon
We got gas
We got land
Grow a garden
Red beam on his head he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson
All the bullshit made me heartless
I'ma East Point, 404 Spartan
Ain't from Houston, but I ball like James Harden
I listened to your mixtape
That shit was garbage
Nigga, don't mistake me for no fuckin' artist
Point that draco to his chest, show him where his heart is
Shawty got good brain, I think she the smartest
And if I'm being honest, I feel we the hardest
I know that I'ma shine, cause I survived the darkest times
Pussy nigga hatin' tell that boy fall in line
Fuck if it's illegal, we get paid off a
Crimes
They offered me to sign a deal, but I declined
Fish scale straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup
Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs,we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson
Ayy, blow this bitch down with a chopper
Big Julo, I'm the hood doctor
And we dont ride in no impalas
Lamb trucks, and we from the bottom
Hell yeah, you know I brought that shit with me
I got the Gucci trippin' with the Fendi
Hell yeah, nigga, I'm bout my business
I got clips, and yeah, they extended
Got the 45th cock bag
These niggas talk shit, we send shots back
Now them niggas, where they walk at they die at
Bullets be flying past
Fish scales straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup
Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs, we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson
Like an arson, nigga, burn this bitch down
Nigga acting like a target, I'm a walk a nigga down
I ain't gotta have no mask, pitch black when I come around
And I'm dripping flavor while I'm smoking weed
out the pound, nigga
I be riding with my bros, I be sliding with that tech
nigga, know how it go
Shout out my lil' nigga, he be dropping shit
I scoot up on him with that chopper, get to popping shit
Know I be rocking shit when I be all up in that trap spot
I swear I'm posted by that stop sign with black glocks
These niggas mad I got the game locked up like padlocks
Yeah, you all ready, know black with me knock yo ass out nigga
Fish scale straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cough syrup in a cup
Nigga, what
So what
I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs, we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson
Bitch ass nigga, you want beef, we gon' cook that shit up
FashoSkii No kizzy
Fishscale straight drop
No cut
That's an awful lot of cough
Syrup in a cup
Nigga, what
So what
I got that 40 tuck
Yeah
Yeah
Get your ass slumped
We got macs
We got glocks
Keep a carbon
We got gas
We got land
Grow a garden
Red beam on his head he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson
All the bullshit made me heartless
I'ma East Point, 404 Spartan
Ain't from Houston, but I ball like James Harden
I listened to your mixtape
That shit was garbage
Nigga, don't mistake me for no fuckin' artist
Point that draco to his chest, show him where his heart is
Shawty got good brain, I think she the smartest
And if I'm being honest, I feel we the hardest
I know that I'ma shine, cause I survived the darkest times
Pussy nigga hatin' tell that boy fall in line
Fuck if it's illegal, we get paid off a
Crimes
They offered me to sign a deal, but I declined
Fish scale straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup
Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs,we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson
Ayy, blow this bitch down with a chopper
Big Julo, I'm the hood doctor
And we dont ride in no impalas
Lamb trucks, and we from the bottom
Hell yeah, you know I brought that shit with me
I got the Gucci trippin' with the Fendi
Hell yeah, nigga, I'm bout my business
I got clips, and yeah, they extended
Got the 45th cock bag
These niggas talk shit, we send shots back
Now them niggas, where they walk at they die at
Bullets be flying past
Fish scales straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup
Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs, we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson
Like an arson, nigga, burn this bitch down
Nigga acting like a target, I'm a walk a nigga down
I ain't gotta have no mask, pitch black when I come around
And I'm dripping flavor while I'm smoking weed
out the pound, nigga
I be riding with my bros, I be sliding with that tech
nigga, know how it go
Shout out my lil' nigga, he be dropping shit
I scoot up on him with that chopper, get to popping shit
Know I be rocking shit when I be all up in that trap spot
I swear I'm posted by that stop sign with black glocks
These niggas mad I got the game locked up like padlocks
Yeah, you all ready, know black with me knock yo ass out nigga
Fish scale straight drop, no cut
That's an awful lot of cough syrup in a cup
Nigga, what
So what
I got that 40 tuck
Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped
We got macs, we got glocks, keep a carbon
We got gas, we got land, grow a garden
Red beam on his head, he a target
We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson
Credits
Writer(s): Juan Zepeda
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