FIEN 2 (feat. Luh Ello)
I'm a fien, I'm a Fien for the cash I need green
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
I don't need her, that bitch a gnat, lil bro you can keep her
Bitch imma ball, it don't matter the season, cause I know on the other side the grass is greener
You switch on your brothers, you committing treason
Ride or die for my niggas, can't shit get between us
I can't change on my niggas, not for any reason
Nigga play in this bitch then we gon' get to squeezing
Been with the same gang since the middle
Choppa, up it and blow like a fiddle, no I never lack cause my niggas on go, go
That lil bitch needa be humbled, she think that she bad but she really just so so
Lately I been doing numbers, I ain't even dropped now a nigga on go mode
Fuck it, no more being modest
None of y'all lil niggas fucking with me, I'm that nigga if I'm being honest
That nigga said he go harder than me, stop that cappin' and keep it a hunnid
Nowadays I can't even tell the real from the fake, cause a lot of these niggas be fronting
I don't walk this shit I run it
I'm a fien, I'm a Fien for the cash I need green
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
Honestly I do not fuck with you niggas, imma keep it a buck with you niggas
Run up on me get smoke like a swisher, fake niggas I cut 'em off with the scissors
Everyday nigga, I'm on a race to the millies, man I hate niggas
Niggas be acting like bitches, niggas hating, I don't give a fuck long as I'm getting paid
I get money and stay out the way
Yea I stay out the way (I stay out the way)
Niggas be claiming they real, these niggas is fake (you niggas is fake)
That lil boy rocking the silky, we rockin' the Bape (we rocking the bape)
Bitch I'm too high, finna take off like I'm on a plane
Can't fuck with them groupie niggas and then goofy niggas, they be lame
Shawty on my body, she wanna come and party
Skirt right off in a Mazi, got a mask on like Mardi
Heavyweight just like Matt Hardy, nigga rocking out shit like I'm Carti
She like, "do you love me?", im like, "baby hardly"
But you think I'm departing
I got my full album, bitch you just started
I matter the C8, that bitch be roaring
Wake up it's a new day, you niggas be snoring
Tell that nigga "come get yo bae", cause you know she be whoring
I matted the C8, that bitch be roaring
Wake up it's a new day, you niggas be snoring
Tell that nigga, "come get yo bae", you know she be whoring
Mix it up like it's Kool-Aid, water my wrist be pouring
I'm a fien, I'm a Fien for the cash I need green
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
I don't need her, that bitch a gnat, lil bro you can keep her
Bitch imma ball, it don't matter the season, cause I know on the other side the grass is greener
You switch on your brothers, you committing treason
Ride or die for my niggas, can't shit get between us
I can't change on my niggas, not for any reason
Nigga play in this bitch then we gon' get to squeezing
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
I don't need her, that bitch a gnat, lil bro you can keep her
Bitch imma ball, it don't matter the season, cause I know on the other side the grass is greener
You switch on your brothers, you committing treason
Ride or die for my niggas, can't shit get between us
I can't change on my niggas, not for any reason
Nigga play in this bitch then we gon' get to squeezing
Been with the same gang since the middle
Choppa, up it and blow like a fiddle, no I never lack cause my niggas on go, go
That lil bitch needa be humbled, she think that she bad but she really just so so
Lately I been doing numbers, I ain't even dropped now a nigga on go mode
Fuck it, no more being modest
None of y'all lil niggas fucking with me, I'm that nigga if I'm being honest
That nigga said he go harder than me, stop that cappin' and keep it a hunnid
Nowadays I can't even tell the real from the fake, cause a lot of these niggas be fronting
I don't walk this shit I run it
I'm a fien, I'm a Fien for the cash I need green
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
Honestly I do not fuck with you niggas, imma keep it a buck with you niggas
Run up on me get smoke like a swisher, fake niggas I cut 'em off with the scissors
Everyday nigga, I'm on a race to the millies, man I hate niggas
Niggas be acting like bitches, niggas hating, I don't give a fuck long as I'm getting paid
I get money and stay out the way
Yea I stay out the way (I stay out the way)
Niggas be claiming they real, these niggas is fake (you niggas is fake)
That lil boy rocking the silky, we rockin' the Bape (we rocking the bape)
Bitch I'm too high, finna take off like I'm on a plane
Can't fuck with them groupie niggas and then goofy niggas, they be lame
Shawty on my body, she wanna come and party
Skirt right off in a Mazi, got a mask on like Mardi
Heavyweight just like Matt Hardy, nigga rocking out shit like I'm Carti
She like, "do you love me?", im like, "baby hardly"
But you think I'm departing
I got my full album, bitch you just started
I matter the C8, that bitch be roaring
Wake up it's a new day, you niggas be snoring
Tell that nigga "come get yo bae", cause you know she be whoring
I matted the C8, that bitch be roaring
Wake up it's a new day, you niggas be snoring
Tell that nigga, "come get yo bae", you know she be whoring
Mix it up like it's Kool-Aid, water my wrist be pouring
I'm a fien, I'm a Fien for the cash I need green
I need racks, run that shit up with my team
Pockets fat, now that bitch want fuck with me
I told her, "no I don't do that", I'd rather pass her to the team
I don't need her, that bitch a gnat, lil bro you can keep her
Bitch imma ball, it don't matter the season, cause I know on the other side the grass is greener
You switch on your brothers, you committing treason
Ride or die for my niggas, can't shit get between us
I can't change on my niggas, not for any reason
Nigga play in this bitch then we gon' get to squeezing
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Writer(s): Arrian Hearn
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