Double FN

Spinnin' your block with double FN's
I heard they was talking
But cannot get in
We get the popping at you and your twin
Smoke, it's never gone end
You kicking it with 'em
But that ain't your friend
I ran it up quick that wasn't even the plan
Toting them heaters that came with a fan

Mini Draco
Bitch it came with some kick
Pew, pew, pew
That's the sound when it hit
Got that pack from Thailand
Don't know where my mind at
Too much drip
They ask me "Where you find that"
You better watch who you staring at
You won't even catch me lacking at home
Look at my heart and it's all chrome
Looking for trust it's all gone
Dead faces in my pocket
I still feel alone
You don't know what it took to put this chain on
You don't know what it take to put my gang on
You better watch who you change on
I might leave with a stain on me
A couple hundreds can't change me
I be thumbing through them so crazy
I just counted up a Mercedes
I be walking 'round like I made it
Like Michael Jordan
I'm faded
Drop a couple thousand on my main bitch
They ask for my number
I changed it
Got .two hundred and twenty-threes like Cambridge
My left wrist like a icee
My right wrist like a icee
My chain so cold like ice
I chase codeine with Sprite
.Forty-four Bulldog biting
I trap on the block with a white tee
Slide on the opps with a sidekick
Brand new watch on my wrist
Too much sauce don't need a stylist
I done scratched up everything
Up off my checklist
I remember I was checkless
Now I'm busting down my necklace
I pop an Adderall for breakfast
Stacking everything to the top like Tetris
I'm in the kitchen like Precious
Yeah

Spinnin' your block with double FN's
I heard they was talking
But cannot get in
We get the popping at you and your twin
Smoke, it's never gone end
You kicking it with 'em
But that ain't your friend
I ran it up quick that wasn't even the plan
Toting them heaters that came with a fan



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Writer(s): Zeldon Wills
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