F&N

22k i done flooded the bessel

F&n 'gon hit yo dome
If you mad i fucked your hoe
Rock designer go rock the clothes
Go, go
Yeah
Bitch i be steppin on me
Bitch i be steppin on who?
Damn
Counting the money the pink
Then i be counting the blues
Yeah
Hop up in the audi
Burn off all the traction
Im just rapping
Gettin' to the money, yeah forgot what happen
Damn
All i sip free wok
Up all in the dark
Sip wockhardt
And my wrist is shining
Blisting in the dark

Huh, Huh?
Let me hop in
Nigga
Pulling up
Let me drop in
Niggas talking but they talking
Why they hop in?
If i see a opp he done
Bitch im poppin
All these niggas talking on the net i know they plottin'
All my niggas hoppin' on that car
Bitch we robbing
We see a nigga
Then we hit him up
Bitch he stopping
All my niggas always getting money
Bitch we gwuaping
Hop out
And you know i'm really going city
And my niggas killing opps
Yeah you know we show no pitty
Little niggas talking hot
But my niggas really gritty
We pull up
Put him down
Now his buddy in a spliffy
And my niggas spin around cuz yeah you know that shit get rizzy
And im spinning like a frisbee
Nigga yeah that shit get dizzy
Niggas try to play with me
Hit his body he caught fifty
Lil niggas try and talk
Lil caught that boy Ricky

F&n 'gon hit yo dome
If you mad i fucked your hoe
Rock designer go rock the clothes
Go, go
Yeah
Bitch i be steppin on me
Bitch i be steppin on who?
Damn
Counting the money the pink
Then i be counting the blues
Yeah
Hop up in the audi
Burn off all the traction
Im just rapping
Gettin' to the money, yeah forgot what happen
Damn
All i sip free wok
Up all in the dark
Sip wockhardt
And my wrist is shining
Blisting in the dark

Damn all i sip free wok all up in the dark
Sip wockhardt gettin' all the creep
Now they stepping dark
Damn got two bitches with me
Yeah they loving hard
Sipping hard
Creep up on their block
Pull up in the dark
Damn can't believe i made it praying that i'm famous
Gettin' to the money
Big black whips gettin' money racing
Yeah gettin' to the pesos
No i'm always racing
Gettin; to the money
Now they dolo now they always hating

Yeah all i sip free wok pull up in the dark
Shoot ar's
Gettin' to the money left his body scared
Yeah all i spit is bars hop up in the shark
In the dark always sip wockhardt
Get that money tall