F.T.N.

Can't keep up with a nigga, it's up, it's stuck wit a nigga
They ain't never fucked wit a nigga
I don't give a fuck bout them niggas
Mind on money, big picture, pour up, drink the whole pitcher
Put it together stitcher
Got em scratching they head like a itcher

Yeah they ain't never fucked wit me
So it's fuck them niggas
Yeah they ain't never fucked wit me
So it's fuck them niggas

Yeah it's fuck them niggas
I ain't got no rap lil bitch, yeah it's fuck you nigga
If you would've pulled up in the box I would've stuck you nigga
Take you out like you my bitch and fucking dump you nigga
Haha yeah
Stayed in my own lane, I got that wreck tho
Only a few niggas really bout that check tho
If you get it just to blow that's not correct tho
It's bout that time for a minute in a sec tho
Got some niggas that's gang, that ain't my set tho
Got some bitches that's strange and it get wet hoe
Break you off with some change but I'm the same tho
A couple whips couple chains, just call me Django
Take ya bitch to New York, hit the bodega
I just draw up the blue print I'm the creator
Yeah, play with these bitches just like a Sega
I'm the extension bitch you the pay cut

Can't keep up with a nigga, it's up, it's stuck wit a nigga
They ain't never fucked wit a nigga
I don't give a fuck bout them niggas
Mind on money, big picture, pour up, drink the whole pitcher
Put it together stitcher
Got em scratching they head like a itcher

Yeah they ain't never fucked wit me
So it's fuck them niggas
Yeah they ain't never fucked wit me
So it's fuck them niggas



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Writer(s): Thaeous Coker
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