AFG

May those that love us, love us
And those that don't, may God turn their hearts

Yeah, I make a scene
Every time that I ride out and I jump in the cut
Yeah I'm living the dream, yeah
Going so hard, I know I make it seem
Like it's easy, but none of you lames could be me
I know that you wish you was Dominic Hughes
Buying my Nike's but can't fill my shoes, breezy
Ride with my dudes
Try me, my boys will put you on the news
All of us shiny, white Nike's for shoes
And we rolling out deep to make history too
And I know you jealous cuz you see I got it
Yeah my girl a baddie and she so exotic
You a one-hit-wonder and I'm a trending topic
You don't want this smoke boy, you just need to stop it like

In the cut with my crew
Losing control while you riding on cruise
Seasonal shorties be trying to come through
And we ask "who is you?" but we ain't got a clue
But just know we, just know we
Just know we, just know we AFG

Hold up, aye
Get that jawn out of my face
Can't mess with no shorty that be way too boring
I need me a mid-baddie, cute in the face
Just know I eat her up like a dinner plate
Had to hit it once, she ain't been the same
Trying to cuff her to me like a ball-and-chain
Love the way she sounding when she calls my name
But let's get it, know that we with it
Whenever we roll up, igniting, we litty
We blowing like wybombs and drinks that we mixing
Like sesh in the stu, man these shorties be tripping
Tripping and falling in love when they bust
Taking these shots, I'm not talking 'bout guns
But just know we strapped if you trying to act tough
So if you got a problem come solve it with us, aye

In the cut with my crew
Losing control while you riding on cruise
Seasonal shorties be trying to come through
And we ask "who is you?" but we ain't got a clue
But just know we, just know we
Just know we, just know we AFG

Aye, I'm working my way up the rank
Yeah boy, what you think?
Making my way to the bank
To go stack up these checks that I got
From recording these takes
Want try me? This thing can get ugly
When I'm putting my fist in your tummy
I'm working too hard to maintain where I'm at
And you saying that I just got lucky

You saying that I just got lucky?
So how come your girl wanna suck me?
People be hitting me up on the come up for favors
So how come they all trying to bug me?
Maybe it's cuz I been getting it
Or maybe it's cuz you been tripping
Water I'm steadily sipping
Yeah you been stuck and you wishing
Wishing you had everything that I got
Got me a baddie, you got you a thot
Been at the bottom, I'm chilling on top
If you step on my forces, you finna get socked
Stacking my bread until I make a loaf
Racking up loafs till we all make a toast
Finna be feasting with all of my bros
While I'm cooking this up
Right on top of the stove



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Tyler Hughes
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