Fytb?

Haha!
Smoking on that blow bitch I'm just tryna get higher
AR with the scope send his ass straight to the higher up
Say you getting bands boy I heard u was a liar
How I knew bout that? Fucked your bitch she told me prior
Flat his ass out like a needle in a tyre
Choppa got a kick choppa singing like a choir
Jumping thru your chimney, bitch it's Christmas hear Mariah
Heard you going broke sell your soul but ain't no buyer
Huh
FYTB?
I said fuck the clout
Just gimme a pouch
Haa
FYTB?
What they on right now
Took a different route
Yuh ya ya
B-Bitch I came from nothing now my outfits looking cleaner
Bitch-Bitch-Bitch I came from nothing now this gas be looking greener
Hit-Hit his ass in public hear the ambulance nee naw
All white cocaine kicks like my name was fucking Pa-Pablo
Need a ride or die all the time like I'm el cha-chapo
Boy don't try and hide we gon find u like u ne-nemo
Number 9 on my jeans like Torres el-el nino
Huh
FYTB?
I said fuck the clout
Just gimme a pouch
Haa
FYTB?
What they on right now
Took a different route
Ha!



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Writer(s): Reimon Rei
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