fbg - mbe 4savv lyrics
head shot his ass his body dropped they put him in a casket
body bags full of dead opps i roll it up and pass it
bape socks off the louie shoes i got expensive fashion
you ain’t pulling up without a pound then we ain’t even matching
like what you thought this was
he thought we finna trade our guns but i ain’t buying none
tweaking out head b*tting sh*t like a rhino does
my po steady getting on my ass i can’t buy no drugs
why you ride with 20 guns knowing you could die from one
one bullet knock a n*gga down all that hype for none
would’ve thought he hated fbg he ain’t like to duck
told lil shorty quit playing games am i gon pipe or what
take her brother life or what
i ain’t bout to fight or none
hanging round them members daddy used to be in biker clubs
b*tch, i’m the ceo i’m tryna fire some
maybe hire some
i’ll take a trip to california still find a gun
still find a brick
boy i’ll knock a n*gga out for talking all that sh*t
big yop a knock a b*tch out for looking at my wrist
3.5 smoking big wood i’m clocking in the whip
got my drac on me boy i’m not joshing in this b*tch
all right
all that talking on the net will get you popped on that b*tch
stupid ass got his ass popped so stop talking sh*t
throw some cheese in the air and get him chopped in this b*tch
like a lumberjack, i stay chopping sh*t
all gas, no brakes they ain’t stopping sh*t
every opp finna die this summer go and cop a bl!ck
it’s getting tragic
let me catch jay and them i’m finna whack him
how the f*ck is he a stepper no one backs it
10 different n*ggas masked up went and smacked him
you watched your brother get beat up you’re a f*ggot
you n*ggas capping
how he say you want beef but don’t want action
man, that sh*t don’t make no sense cut acting
oh you say you crip, let’s get it crackin
hit his ass uh, can’t say what happened
he tried to wear a cape and we put holes in it
huh, why the f*ck jay think he cute he get no b*tches
huh, that petty bb gun i keep a 4 nicky
if you seen how we did his big brother you’d think it’s so sh*tty
i’m straight d*ck riding i ain’t gon lie
i’m tryna push you off the edge and make you go slide
hop off the bike and blow that b*tch and let it ghost ride
you ain’t no gangster how the f*ck you throw up fours and fives
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