F.U.T.C.
Since a youngin I needed a million
Never care if we up, I ain't finish
Make six-figures and fuck up the city
If you come to the north, our bitches saditty
Everything you try to do, I done did it
Several years been in a coupe, it's not rented
Been a while I need another boo, a little baddie
Pick her up & get a room, to count fetty
Too much eyes I gotta move
Can't wait no more already late
My bitch spend four on dinner plates
Can't hold the door & have to wait, we can't relate
Niggas won't make it outside
Get caught you snitched but I would lie
Free Kev at least you didn't die
Tell Ma' the pistol on my side
And we both down to ride
Bring in mo cash, weed and fortys in the bag
Just tryna make it out the trap
I miss ya call you shouldn't trip
Didn't wanna make you mad
Received a call I got from Frank
Fifteen deposit in the bank
Withdraw it put it in the safe
Get the foreign from change
Smoke weed, drink Hennessy
Give me the prize, once you do we gonna leave
Vixens on the beach, take em inside
Lipstick stains got on the weed
Brought ya friend just for the tease
Give me neck and leave the teeth
Ya Uber waiting on the street
Left you like I did the piece
No evidence they set you free
Half ya mans is on a tee
Half my mans in foreign Vs
Spending cash on shopping sprees
I'm the winner, so ya shorty come free
Wack to you, for me, a freak
I'll spend thousands on the team
Get a plate, said fuck the lean
Been demons since teens
Got me back on road
Louie duffel hold
Metal and the dough
Both hidden with the load
Feel bad forgot to pray
Done sinning everyday
Tell the lord they made us wait
While our children starving for a plate
Since a youngin I needed a million
Never care if we up, I ain't finish
Make six-figures and fuck up the city
If you come to the north, our bitches saditty
Everything you try to do, I done did it
Several years been in a coupe, it's not rented
Been a while I need another boo, a little baddie
Pick her up & get a room, to count fetty
Too much eyes I gotta move
Can't wait no more already late
My bitch spend four on dinner plates
Can't hold the door & have to wait, we can't relate
Niggas won't make it outside
Get caught you snitched but I would lie
Free Kev at least you didn't die
Tell Ma' the pistol on my side
And we both down to ride
Never care if we up, I ain't finish
Make six-figures and fuck up the city
If you come to the north, our bitches saditty
Everything you try to do, I done did it
Several years been in a coupe, it's not rented
Been a while I need another boo, a little baddie
Pick her up & get a room, to count fetty
Too much eyes I gotta move
Can't wait no more already late
My bitch spend four on dinner plates
Can't hold the door & have to wait, we can't relate
Niggas won't make it outside
Get caught you snitched but I would lie
Free Kev at least you didn't die
Tell Ma' the pistol on my side
And we both down to ride
Bring in mo cash, weed and fortys in the bag
Just tryna make it out the trap
I miss ya call you shouldn't trip
Didn't wanna make you mad
Received a call I got from Frank
Fifteen deposit in the bank
Withdraw it put it in the safe
Get the foreign from change
Smoke weed, drink Hennessy
Give me the prize, once you do we gonna leave
Vixens on the beach, take em inside
Lipstick stains got on the weed
Brought ya friend just for the tease
Give me neck and leave the teeth
Ya Uber waiting on the street
Left you like I did the piece
No evidence they set you free
Half ya mans is on a tee
Half my mans in foreign Vs
Spending cash on shopping sprees
I'm the winner, so ya shorty come free
Wack to you, for me, a freak
I'll spend thousands on the team
Get a plate, said fuck the lean
Been demons since teens
Got me back on road
Louie duffel hold
Metal and the dough
Both hidden with the load
Feel bad forgot to pray
Done sinning everyday
Tell the lord they made us wait
While our children starving for a plate
Since a youngin I needed a million
Never care if we up, I ain't finish
Make six-figures and fuck up the city
If you come to the north, our bitches saditty
Everything you try to do, I done did it
Several years been in a coupe, it's not rented
Been a while I need another boo, a little baddie
Pick her up & get a room, to count fetty
Too much eyes I gotta move
Can't wait no more already late
My bitch spend four on dinner plates
Can't hold the door & have to wait, we can't relate
Niggas won't make it outside
Get caught you snitched but I would lie
Free Kev at least you didn't die
Tell Ma' the pistol on my side
And we both down to ride
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Writer(s): Shaquille Berry
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