Fight Club

(MIA JAY C)
(I hear you, JAY C)
Ayy

So many bricks around, we coulda built a mansion with 'em
My lil' partners look up to me, I get active wit' 'em
It ain't shit to have my lil' one put a tracker on him
He caught a self-defense, boy, he think he pressure now

Damn, we thought you was a killer, you be tellin', huh?
B-A-N-D-C-A-M-P, had to spell it out
Get his lil' ass out the street, he 'bout to tell his mama
Every time I hear it's beef, I buy a hunnid choppas

Bitch turnt in the house, we buy 'em by the thousand
What is five thousand to me? Bro, quit bein' childish
Man, I'm from the city, we call that a couple dollars
Grew up in public houses, we don't respect nothin' violent

Ayy (huh), huh, all my niggas' wrist hittin', baby, we look like a fight club (ayy)
Huh, invite some bad bitches over, finna turn a mansion to a nightclub (ayy)
Have my lil' niggas sittin' in a nigga bushes for a light dub (ayy)
Huh, flawless diamonds on my teeth, got my mouth lit up like a light bulb

When you get money, it shows, huh, hunnid somethin' days on the road
Huh, when you get money, it shows, e'rybody ain't got these, these chrome
When you get money, it shows, huh, a hunnid somethin' days on the road, huh
When you get money, it shows, e'rybody ain't got these, these chrome (huh)

Nigga, I be by myself 'cause I be fightin' demons
Niggas want me to fall off, but they'll never see it
I need a lil' bitch that's gon' fuck me good and keep my secrets
Nigga said he pulled my card, I ain't never seen it (huh)
I'm stayin' prayed up 'cause I be fightin' demons (ah)
I get to slidin' for no reason, I put that shit on, baby, e'ry season
That pussy too good, please don't ever leave me

Ayy (huh), huh, all my niggas' wrist hittin', baby, we look like a fight club (ayy)
Huh, invite some bad bitches over, finna turn a mansion to a nightclub (ayy)
Have my lil' niggas sittin' in a nigga bushes for a light dub (ayy)
Huh, flawless diamonds on my teeth, got my mouth lit up like a light bulb

When you get money, it shows, huh, hunnid somethin' days on the road
Huh, when you get money, it shows, e'rybody ain't got these, these chrome
When you get money, it shows, huh, a hunnid somethin' days on the road, huh
When you get money, it shows, e'rybody ain't got these, these chrome



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Writer(s): Trevon Gardner, Joshua Camron White, Jaron Monk
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