FOB

I'm fresh, straight off the boat
If you tryna get high let me know
Catch me slippin' I betcha you won't
Catch you slippin', you step on a soap
Heard your tape, I skimmed through the songs
We ain't the same, I've been through the most
Ain't my look through the scope
Tryna hang out, give you the rope

I'm fresh, straight off the boat
If you tryna get high let me know
Catch me slippin' I betcha you won't
Catch you slippin', you step on a soap
Heard your tape, I skimmed through the songs
We ain't the same, I've been through the most
Ain't my look through the scope
Tryna hang out, give you the rope

I don't wanna piece of the bread, no way
I want me the loaf
Sleek, we lit up the show
Watch out I'm sick, you might catch a cold
I'm grabbin' my dick on the stage, control
She wanna flick, I pose (I pose)
Imma dance on stage like wow (Like wow)
Pick up the pace, ya slow (Let's go)
Full feet, I stand on my own
Oh Gawrsh you like my cologne
You fake, you do not belong
Don't traitor me, you want me gone
I'm scared on the beat, you sow what you reap
When you holla you reap what you stole

When I meant to say rash when you speak on my name
I ain't playin' no games, still tone
Let's get it
I ain't tryna waste no minutes, don't turn me down lemme finish my sentence
Don't come around I'll fuck with the gimmicks
Hooking up crack in the lab like a chemist

I got it
I'm on the rice, basmati
I'm on the rise, like a drip offa mali
I would advise for you not to try me
They want a slice they wanted around me
Then put in the work, you want it easy
Been through the motions so homey believe me
I feel like I had to change overnight
Once I felt like ending my own life
Fuck the fake love and the fake hugs
You are hate, Sir, you want my head on a spike
Then try to dab, what gave you the right
How do I dab, now get tryna bite
Tryna connect, this ain't no Skype
Stay at their neck, penetrate like a knife
I'm ignoring the text of my ex that says, "why"
You'll get there, X, Y

This Atlanta, slide
I'm on my damn door, suicidal
Round my weight but I'm still in the title
I'm fresh off the boat, egg raid
Order ship by the boat, green monster
I walk like a ho, third baby
Yeah you know that's the code but I'm blessed like a row with the Pope

Yeah I'm doing the most, I stick to the code
Ain't goodbye Naomi that dope
Fate only kick with my folks
Hey, real life not no role
Play, fall hard and no rogue
Game, bad bitch, you go both
Ways, used to move that c-

Huh-huh, should I say it do?
Put my trust on a rear view
Leave my past in my rare view
Play with me, boy I dare you
You hatin', homie how dare you

I'm fresh, straight off the boat
If you tryna get high let me know
Catch me slippin' I betcha you won't
Catch you slippin', you step on a soap
Heard your tape, I skimmed through the songs
We ain't the same, I've been through the most
Ain't my look through the scope
Tryna hang out, give you the rope



Credits
Writer(s): Armand Bautista
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