Intro

I go by F.O.D
Got a crazy reputation

Cause my aspirations
Dirty like a masturbation

Plus, my style is vicious
I make people so suspicious

And let me say something
Your sister's pussy's so delicious

Man, you know I'm the best
Don't compare to the rest

I will never take an L
This ain't no fucking test

I got a sick flow
Gonna rap a bit slow

A midget gave me head
That's a low blow

Me and my homies
Mixing vodka with a cup of sprite

And if you wanna join us
We gon party all night

Because we run the town
Nobody ever gon take me down

Wanna fight for the crown?
Turn around clown

I'mma pass this to my brother
He gonna spit some heat

Yeah

Bro we haven't even reach our peaks

I will murder you verbally
I don't need a beat

And everybody's bitching
Cause I'm making money as we speak

If you try me
I'mma make you squeak

I'm sipping lean
While your girl is fucking
The entire football team

And everyone knows
That she don't like it clean

So if you trying to talk back to me
We'll make that movie Love Actually

So you will sit around and wait and see?
When I control the game
Like I were a fucking referee

I am more handsome
And I'm richer then you'll ever be

And when it comes to rap
I'm better, no one disagrees

So why attack the king
When he's on his throne

Slaughtered every competition
Earned the crown that I own

If you think i'm a faker
I spit right of the dome

Now get the fuck out of my way
And let me get in my zone



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Kirkland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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