Fast car
It's a fast car, I don't need to drive slow another pattern, you know how the game
go In the building van, we got twenty-five hoes
I got my homies in the car, it's a gang move Put those windows down, homie, you might have
to shoot grr grr grrr I'm like, what you finna do
A goofy ass, dude, he got bulletproof he say get down, I'm like nigga, what you
mean
He don't understand, the beans he try to spill He don't understand, I was born to kill
Damn, I will shoot first, you know I don't miss, man
Call the plug, we gon' need more cannabis, man
Make I not talk much, my bro, I'll say less My flow's been lit jhor, my flow's been flawless
Nah who be your boss, sef
Nah who be your mentor
Hop out from the big jet, fresher than a menthol CSP, barcadin, i go need like one more
I just arrived here, wait till I warm up, yeah
We came from the east, we went to the south She want me to nut in her mouth
Soon as I know, we out, yeah She got a big ass like that of Cardi
She got the man, we can't go out for party Big dog, I will fly you to Paris
Real dope bitch, she don't need no stylist Fizzy is a real rapper, not a pianist
Tag your best rappers, let them know we sound different
I'm not young John, but it seems like I'm wicked You know what time it is, I came from a rap battler Up all night, still Dey burn my night candle
Pull up in the Lambo, homie in the Maybach Fn, black out, you know he gon' shoot that
Keep going
Baby, been the midfielder, I'll be your referee Fizzy is a ghost killer, no I'm not your
bestie Running all these millions, Baba don Dey bless
me, yeah
Big dogs don't fall, we meet at the top nah 2024, why you want me on the floor ogbeni mio fo, I be rapping to the core No time to dey dull, meet me at the top
I be fucking this bitch, sorry if I hit your bae
I been getting hella money, couple millions to my save
That's my homie, that's my brother, that's my brother to the grave
I been hella busy, tryna get this motherfucking bread
I be shooting these niggas like I'm playing GTA
Yeah, I pull up speeding homie, but nah I ain't tryna race
We came from the East, we went to the South She want me to nut in her mouth
Soon as i nut we out We came from the East, we went to the South
She want me to nut in her mouth, Soon as I nut we out
Y'all already know what time it is, it's your boy Fizzy Flegzy
go In the building van, we got twenty-five hoes
I got my homies in the car, it's a gang move Put those windows down, homie, you might have
to shoot grr grr grrr I'm like, what you finna do
A goofy ass, dude, he got bulletproof he say get down, I'm like nigga, what you
mean
He don't understand, the beans he try to spill He don't understand, I was born to kill
Damn, I will shoot first, you know I don't miss, man
Call the plug, we gon' need more cannabis, man
Make I not talk much, my bro, I'll say less My flow's been lit jhor, my flow's been flawless
Nah who be your boss, sef
Nah who be your mentor
Hop out from the big jet, fresher than a menthol CSP, barcadin, i go need like one more
I just arrived here, wait till I warm up, yeah
We came from the east, we went to the south She want me to nut in her mouth
Soon as I know, we out, yeah She got a big ass like that of Cardi
She got the man, we can't go out for party Big dog, I will fly you to Paris
Real dope bitch, she don't need no stylist Fizzy is a real rapper, not a pianist
Tag your best rappers, let them know we sound different
I'm not young John, but it seems like I'm wicked You know what time it is, I came from a rap battler Up all night, still Dey burn my night candle
Pull up in the Lambo, homie in the Maybach Fn, black out, you know he gon' shoot that
Keep going
Baby, been the midfielder, I'll be your referee Fizzy is a ghost killer, no I'm not your
bestie Running all these millions, Baba don Dey bless
me, yeah
Big dogs don't fall, we meet at the top nah 2024, why you want me on the floor ogbeni mio fo, I be rapping to the core No time to dey dull, meet me at the top
I be fucking this bitch, sorry if I hit your bae
I been getting hella money, couple millions to my save
That's my homie, that's my brother, that's my brother to the grave
I been hella busy, tryna get this motherfucking bread
I be shooting these niggas like I'm playing GTA
Yeah, I pull up speeding homie, but nah I ain't tryna race
We came from the East, we went to the South She want me to nut in her mouth
Soon as i nut we out We came from the East, we went to the South
She want me to nut in her mouth, Soon as I nut we out
Y'all already know what time it is, it's your boy Fizzy Flegzy
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Writer(s): Ebuka Nwibo
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