Fiendfyre

I can't get lost in the sauce
All my niggas thoroughbred we don't talk about it
Brodie got the pounds call him tony montana
All my niggas throwing up the red bandanas
I feel just like thor cause luh kobra keep the hammer
Calling me lil ceasar i go ape with the banana
I remember i was dropping hydrocodone in the fanta
Shawty popped a molly now she swear that she a dancer
She just want to lay up in the bed like she a bed bug
Keep that talking shit up we gon turn you into red rum
Keep rolling these trees up they're like kobra got a green thumb
All these niggas bitches they be sweet just like some damn gum
I ain't trusting shit got to keep that blick
I don't give a fuck if all them niggas talking shit
All these blueface's make them think i was a crip
Niggas twofaced they can't hang out with the clique

I been popping tags i been at the mall tripping
Shawty really bad got her on her knees licking
Had to cut them off niggas couldn't see the vision
Got these niggas mad cause luh ko had ambition
All them niggas dead they gon need a mortician
I just push to start ain't no key in the ignition
Pull up with the sticks yeah luh ko the tactician
Always chase the bag i don't go on dead missions
I don't like to talk even in the deposition
I just like to add i don't like to do divison
I been counting bands i been on a damn mission
I'm a lion in the sky got me feeling like gryffin
Kobra keep the scope like to shoot with the precision
Didn't know how to cope now luh kobra a musician
Eating up the beef cause we need the nutrition
All these niggas bitch all these niggas be kitten

I can't get lost in the sauce
All my niggas thoroughbred we don't talk about it
Brodie got the pounds call him tony montana
All my niggas throwing up the red bandanas
I feel just like thor cause luh kobra keep the hammer
Calling me lil ceasar i go ape with the banana
I remember i was dropping hydrocodone in the fanta
Shawty popped a molly now she swear that she a dancer
She just want to lay up in the bed like she a bed bug
Keep that talking shit up we gon turn you into red rum
Keep rolling these trees up they're like kobra got a green thumb
All these niggas bitches they be sweet just like some damn gum
I ain't trusting shit got to keep that blick
I don't give a fuck if all them niggas talking shit
All these blueface's make them think i was a crip
Niggas twofaced they can't hang out with the clique



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Writer(s): Marquis Harris
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