F&N

WHOLE LOTTA KASH SHIT
OMO
Only the best in the booth
Aye Yeah
I ain't got a heart
I play my part it still get hard for me
I ain't have a bag
I went to sleep when it was hard to eat
Now bitches on my ass
Because they see it's in designer jeans
Doctor I'm a healthy kid
I only keep the finest green
I cry tears of joy
For days that I can see my niggas win
Ain't got shit to hold
But these benjamins and F&Ns
Mama told me
Don't get frostbite tryna make a friend
I was rocking this and this
And now it's in the latest trend
Used to be a basic bitch
I pimped her out on Only Fans
Bullets get to flying when we slide
Pull up in black sedans
Told em he can run but he can't hide
Pull up and blast ya man
Pull up and blast ya man

Only took me 30 to break this bow
My hands like laxative
Pussy trash
When we fuck ain't saying shit but adjectives
I mixmatch
Give me that I put that strain with this gas
Dispatch
Fuck 12 we skirt off on they bitch ass
I'm poppin shit my bitch call me papa
While I'm poppin it big Popovich
My niggas catch you poppin in these streets
And leave you pocket less
My bitch tell me she over it
I'm still standing on top of shit
You got all these goals in mind
But how you gone accomplish it
I ain't gotta brag on shit
New Rari my Accomplishment
I go beat a case
Then hit the gram with my accomplices
Niggas tryna diss
It get em hot I don't acknowledge it
Boy don't play like that
These hunnid bands will get yo knowledge hit
Told that bitch to come and fuck with me
It's like a scholarship
This shit feel like do or die
My thoughts screaming suicide
This MAC no MUA
Will beat his face no Columbine
I heard they was talking shit
But how
Through the grapevine
Gucci shoe box
On my money bitch I'm 8'9
I been had a meal ticket
Yeah but they ate mine
Told them niggas
Stay up off my dick and let they bitch shine
I'ma be scaling bows and O's and scamming
Till I'm big time
AYE, AYE
Scaling till I'm big time
I'ma be scaling bows and O's and scamming
Till I'm big time
BITCH
AYE, OMO
Only the best in the booth
BITCH, AYE