FIGARO
Choppa on opera, let it sing "figaro"
Crystals on me, rocking diamonds and minerals
Duolingo money, counting my dinero
You and your mans just gon' die, there's no either or
Put the heat to 'em, he ready like pizza rolls
Force palm 'em, told 'em "don't even need the aura"
Under pressure, you gon' run out your Diadoras
Knock off his wig like he Igor, y'all talking
Shit from the keyboard, all you rappers just my
Hijos, I ran through the bracket, made it to the
End zone and got on a knee like I'm Tebow
Shoot the club up on a Tuesday, ain't talking
Shots of that D'usse, she on the white like she
Toothpaste, mop 'em up, ugh, Blueface
Team f'yooch, we tied like a shoelace
When I got that tec in my hand, boy, I'm vicious
Tinted the windows, we out on a mission
He want a handout, bitch, he a dipshit
My niggas slide on the opps on a rip stick
You see the blue tip come out the choppa
Knock out his stuffing, he might need a doctor
200 On the dash when I run from the coppers
You ain't gettin paper - nigga, that's copper
Uh, I'm in the streets like Frogger, bitch
My dog got metal like Goddard, bitch
That lil bitch, she wanna slide now, huh
I'm finna fuck up her posture, bitch
Ok, I put my dick in her face
I told that bitch "grow up and lick up the paste"
I might hit the "yeah" then go to the bank
My choppa go off and it sound like the bass, uh, bitch
My choppa go off and it sing like a Carol
Fa la la from the F&N barrel
Make you front page of the Miami Herald
.33 On me, they callin' me Gerald
Say I do magic, she calling me Loki
Shawty don't matter, she only a trophy
I keep the Springer on me like Connie
Two twin glocks, I be movin like Josey
Mari went "Off" like mosquito repellent
Pack is so foreign I can't even spell it
Came from the dirt (Fuck)
Came from the dirt like a motherfuckin' relic
I make the money dance like Elvis
We got the crank like Soulja Boy Tellem
I did not cheat I just tickled her pelvis
King of the toxic, call me Magellan
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
I took a bar off this just to do adlibs
Your girl wan' fuck but I do not want that bitch
Chop Doctor Strange: take it out and do magic
I keep a beam at hand like I'm starked up
Smoke this, smoke that; them boys won't spark up
Choppa gon' litter, leave yo' block a mess
Roll with my dogs: Johnny Test
I hold the deck, bitch, I'm feeling like Gambit
Green on my mind: Captain Planet
Just fucked his sister her name was Candace
These boys is Ferb and we smoke 'em like cannabis
Oh, fuck: that's herb - I be saying some random shit
Call me Aloe cause I feel like the man and shit
Kick it with the homies, feel like Chris Tucker
We see a opp: turn his block into Krunker
Bitch from Australia, I went in down under
Shut up BIG LAX, go rap about Pokemon
These niggas off runtz, I don't know kind of smoke he on
That bitch ain't bad: muhfuckas is lolicons
I told her I'm kirkin', I'm T'd
Niggas ain't passing the weed
I keep my thumb in the green
I'm 'bouta give her my seed
Yuh, wait up, wait up, you losing ain't debatable
Gassin' up an inflatable, choppa choosing your day to go
Silent, letting the data show, David is always hateable
Credit me when l pave the road, pay the bro, know my hunger's
Insatiable, saw your bitch and I say hello, you'd be mad if she
Ate alone, 7-2 fable, DAX on his
DJ how I'm turning the tables, shawty located
But I don't got it enabled, I'm poppin' like
Faygo, I chop and it's fatal, I shot and it's
KO, you drop and it's "aye yo," ad hominem
Know what time it is, direct deposit in
I been rocking minerals and vitamins, do it boom
Badabing, I'm in the clutch, catch Server
Deafens, y'all talking too much, but I don't brandish my
Weapons, I'll see 'em on Rust, said she wanna break
Ties but she gives in to lust, yeah, my choppa sing
Campfire songs 'till you hear it, no "Bulma", got
Blunts and a cup full of Beerus, I been a Blue
Devil, I'm showing my spirit, I flow in my
Lyrics, too cold my appearance, nigga, is you
Serious? Mr. Gonzalez
She biting on to my top lip
Rocking them Aquas like Charlotte
Hit that new "Lean with it, rock with"
Crystals on me, rocking diamonds and minerals
Duolingo money, counting my dinero
You and your mans just gon' die, there's no either or
Put the heat to 'em, he ready like pizza rolls
Force palm 'em, told 'em "don't even need the aura"
Under pressure, you gon' run out your Diadoras
Knock off his wig like he Igor, y'all talking
Shit from the keyboard, all you rappers just my
Hijos, I ran through the bracket, made it to the
End zone and got on a knee like I'm Tebow
Shoot the club up on a Tuesday, ain't talking
Shots of that D'usse, she on the white like she
Toothpaste, mop 'em up, ugh, Blueface
Team f'yooch, we tied like a shoelace
When I got that tec in my hand, boy, I'm vicious
Tinted the windows, we out on a mission
He want a handout, bitch, he a dipshit
My niggas slide on the opps on a rip stick
You see the blue tip come out the choppa
Knock out his stuffing, he might need a doctor
200 On the dash when I run from the coppers
You ain't gettin paper - nigga, that's copper
Uh, I'm in the streets like Frogger, bitch
My dog got metal like Goddard, bitch
That lil bitch, she wanna slide now, huh
I'm finna fuck up her posture, bitch
Ok, I put my dick in her face
I told that bitch "grow up and lick up the paste"
I might hit the "yeah" then go to the bank
My choppa go off and it sound like the bass, uh, bitch
My choppa go off and it sing like a Carol
Fa la la from the F&N barrel
Make you front page of the Miami Herald
.33 On me, they callin' me Gerald
Say I do magic, she calling me Loki
Shawty don't matter, she only a trophy
I keep the Springer on me like Connie
Two twin glocks, I be movin like Josey
Mari went "Off" like mosquito repellent
Pack is so foreign I can't even spell it
Came from the dirt (Fuck)
Came from the dirt like a motherfuckin' relic
I make the money dance like Elvis
We got the crank like Soulja Boy Tellem
I did not cheat I just tickled her pelvis
King of the toxic, call me Magellan
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
I took a bar off this just to do adlibs
Your girl wan' fuck but I do not want that bitch
Chop Doctor Strange: take it out and do magic
I keep a beam at hand like I'm starked up
Smoke this, smoke that; them boys won't spark up
Choppa gon' litter, leave yo' block a mess
Roll with my dogs: Johnny Test
I hold the deck, bitch, I'm feeling like Gambit
Green on my mind: Captain Planet
Just fucked his sister her name was Candace
These boys is Ferb and we smoke 'em like cannabis
Oh, fuck: that's herb - I be saying some random shit
Call me Aloe cause I feel like the man and shit
Kick it with the homies, feel like Chris Tucker
We see a opp: turn his block into Krunker
Bitch from Australia, I went in down under
Shut up BIG LAX, go rap about Pokemon
These niggas off runtz, I don't know kind of smoke he on
That bitch ain't bad: muhfuckas is lolicons
I told her I'm kirkin', I'm T'd
Niggas ain't passing the weed
I keep my thumb in the green
I'm 'bouta give her my seed
Yuh, wait up, wait up, you losing ain't debatable
Gassin' up an inflatable, choppa choosing your day to go
Silent, letting the data show, David is always hateable
Credit me when l pave the road, pay the bro, know my hunger's
Insatiable, saw your bitch and I say hello, you'd be mad if she
Ate alone, 7-2 fable, DAX on his
DJ how I'm turning the tables, shawty located
But I don't got it enabled, I'm poppin' like
Faygo, I chop and it's fatal, I shot and it's
KO, you drop and it's "aye yo," ad hominem
Know what time it is, direct deposit in
I been rocking minerals and vitamins, do it boom
Badabing, I'm in the clutch, catch Server
Deafens, y'all talking too much, but I don't brandish my
Weapons, I'll see 'em on Rust, said she wanna break
Ties but she gives in to lust, yeah, my choppa sing
Campfire songs 'till you hear it, no "Bulma", got
Blunts and a cup full of Beerus, I been a Blue
Devil, I'm showing my spirit, I flow in my
Lyrics, too cold my appearance, nigga, is you
Serious? Mr. Gonzalez
She biting on to my top lip
Rocking them Aquas like Charlotte
Hit that new "Lean with it, rock with"
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Writer(s): David Gonzalez
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