Want Me (Remix)
Fah (Fah)
Fah (Fah)
Fah (Fah)
Fah Fah (Fah)
Hit a nigga up call it Tupac
I got self discipline, I'm a blue hawk
Keep talking shit imma hit you wit two shots
I stay high I be smoking on Moonrock
Shout out to Zendaya cause that bitch too hot
Jumped off the porch now i'm on the rooftop
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Bad lil bitch she give me that noggin
She gave me her number now I gotta block it (Block it)
You hating cause i'm taking off like a rocket
Bands and rubber bands all in my pocket (Like a rocket)
Mixing the dirty bills in with the profit
Yo girl is a fan and you cannot stop it (You can't stop it)
She be throwing that neck all up in the cockpit
Better watch yo tone, Not gon like how that glock spit (Watch how you)
You niggas some fakes you know that I pop shit (Uh)
Watch how you talk, Have you talk to the 2
Really incognito, Niggas tryna watch how I move (Uh)
Watch how a young nigga shoot (Huh)
Watch how I shoot at the roof
I got a stick, He got a blick
And I bet he won't pull (Yeah)
Leave a nigga in a pool of his blood
Off of this lean yeah got me numb
Move like a god but I never judge
Free all the guys, give a fuck bout a judge
Pop out yo TV just like i'm the Grudge
Niggas be pussy if they don't clutch
I got a shooter that play for the Bucks (Yeah)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah we pull his card, AR's & 50's we wetting his block
If i'm on my ass then i'm counting the guap
When I go to sleep all I see is dubs
Feel like i'm Future, I fuck up them commas'
Feel like i'm Future
I feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Bad lil bitch she give me that noggin
She gave me her number now I gotta block it (Block it)
You hating cause i'm taking off like a rocket
Bands and rubber bands all in my pocket (Like a rocket)
Mixing the dirty bills in with the profit
Yo girl is a fan and you cannot stop it (You can't stop it)
She be throwing that neck all up in the cockpit
Better watch yo tone, Not gon like how that Glock spit
You niggas some fakes you know that I pop shit
Put yo face on a T-Shirt now you a hot topic
Pour up some E&J now they calling me Fleurish
Bullets hit em up now he moving real sluggish
She blowing all over the dick like it's porridge
Uh
Take a piss on yo brother grave
Why you niggas ain't doing nothing?
Run up niggas might get the bussing (Yeah)
Aye
Take a piss on yo brother grave
Why you niggas ain't doing nothing?
Run up niggas might get the bussing (Yeah)
Aye
Aye
Fah (Fah)
Fah (Fah)
Fah Fah (Fah)
Hit a nigga up call it Tupac
I got self discipline, I'm a blue hawk
Keep talking shit imma hit you wit two shots
I stay high I be smoking on Moonrock
Shout out to Zendaya cause that bitch too hot
Jumped off the porch now i'm on the rooftop
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Bad lil bitch she give me that noggin
She gave me her number now I gotta block it (Block it)
You hating cause i'm taking off like a rocket
Bands and rubber bands all in my pocket (Like a rocket)
Mixing the dirty bills in with the profit
Yo girl is a fan and you cannot stop it (You can't stop it)
She be throwing that neck all up in the cockpit
Better watch yo tone, Not gon like how that glock spit (Watch how you)
You niggas some fakes you know that I pop shit (Uh)
Watch how you talk, Have you talk to the 2
Really incognito, Niggas tryna watch how I move (Uh)
Watch how a young nigga shoot (Huh)
Watch how I shoot at the roof
I got a stick, He got a blick
And I bet he won't pull (Yeah)
Leave a nigga in a pool of his blood
Off of this lean yeah got me numb
Move like a god but I never judge
Free all the guys, give a fuck bout a judge
Pop out yo TV just like i'm the Grudge
Niggas be pussy if they don't clutch
I got a shooter that play for the Bucks (Yeah)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah we pull his card, AR's & 50's we wetting his block
If i'm on my ass then i'm counting the guap
When I go to sleep all I see is dubs
Feel like i'm Future, I fuck up them commas'
Feel like i'm Future
I feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Feel like i'm
Bad lil bitch she give me that noggin
She gave me her number now I gotta block it (Block it)
You hating cause i'm taking off like a rocket
Bands and rubber bands all in my pocket (Like a rocket)
Mixing the dirty bills in with the profit
Yo girl is a fan and you cannot stop it (You can't stop it)
She be throwing that neck all up in the cockpit
Better watch yo tone, Not gon like how that Glock spit
You niggas some fakes you know that I pop shit
Put yo face on a T-Shirt now you a hot topic
Pour up some E&J now they calling me Fleurish
Bullets hit em up now he moving real sluggish
She blowing all over the dick like it's porridge
Uh
Take a piss on yo brother grave
Why you niggas ain't doing nothing?
Run up niggas might get the bussing (Yeah)
Aye
Take a piss on yo brother grave
Why you niggas ain't doing nothing?
Run up niggas might get the bussing (Yeah)
Aye
Aye
Credits
Writer(s): Noe Van De Velde, Brandon Norton
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