Ftt
They thought they had a plan
They thought they was advanced
I'm a dog whisperer
Seen the dog and took the dog from them
See the fear up in they eyes
Scooby doo just how they ran
I was shootin' for my life
But it was really for my bag
Fuck they thought
I was slow in class
Told them not too fast
Fuck they thought
Never hit a lick, bitch I know what's happening
Told them pull up by the whip
They tried to pull up somewhere private
You in a two-door with some niggas in the front
God right beside me
Seen the demon in him
Fi-fi-fi, let the fire get him
I ain't doin' business with them niggas
If I ain't vibin' with 'em
I'm a lover, shooter, fighter and a fly nigga with bags
Same ones askin' for a front a stab you in the back
Fuck they thought
Got this on the arm, nigga, I won't let you snatch it
Fuck they thought
I been doin' this too long to go out sad
Fuck they thought
Point it on the map, they be here when you land
I got big dogs
Hit 'em up like Clifford, make 'em red
Try to cross me out
I put them crosshairs on his head
I been doin' good business for years
Why I ain't down bad
Fuck they thought
Fucked up all his relationships
He bout to crash
He don't care what's really in that perk
The fent could be his last
Fuck they thought
I done hit licks from out Oregon to Calabasas
Fuck they thought
Think I let this lil' nigga take any of my bags
Fuck they thought
He ain't even need a mask, ambulance can have him
Fuck they thought
First one to react fast
I'm the one who last
Fuck they mean
Fuck they mean
Fuck they thought
Think I'm green
Fuck they mean
They thought they was advanced
I'm a dog whisperer
Seen the dog and took the dog from them
See the fear up in they eyes
Scooby doo just how they ran
I was shootin' for my life
But it was really for my bag
Fuck they thought
I was slow in class
Told them not too fast
Fuck they thought
Never hit a lick, bitch I know what's happening
Told them pull up by the whip
They tried to pull up somewhere private
You in a two-door with some niggas in the front
God right beside me
Seen the demon in him
Fi-fi-fi, let the fire get him
I ain't doin' business with them niggas
If I ain't vibin' with 'em
I'm a lover, shooter, fighter and a fly nigga with bags
Same ones askin' for a front a stab you in the back
Fuck they thought
Got this on the arm, nigga, I won't let you snatch it
Fuck they thought
I been doin' this too long to go out sad
Fuck they thought
Point it on the map, they be here when you land
I got big dogs
Hit 'em up like Clifford, make 'em red
Try to cross me out
I put them crosshairs on his head
I been doin' good business for years
Why I ain't down bad
Fuck they thought
Fucked up all his relationships
He bout to crash
He don't care what's really in that perk
The fent could be his last
Fuck they thought
I done hit licks from out Oregon to Calabasas
Fuck they thought
Think I let this lil' nigga take any of my bags
Fuck they thought
He ain't even need a mask, ambulance can have him
Fuck they thought
First one to react fast
I'm the one who last
Fuck they mean
Fuck they mean
Fuck they thought
Think I'm green
Fuck they mean
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Writer(s): Jelani Johnson
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