Faze

[Intro]
(M-M-Maybach Music)
(Damn, Jay, turn up on these niggas)
(This young drq, y'all fuckin' with DJ BLAT)
(Let's go)

[Verse]
When I smoke that za', I don't feel nothin'
Fuck with that ho, make me feel somethin'
Yeah (Yeah)
Cap nigga, talkin' 'bout he gon' kill somethin'
Nigga, you the fake, I'm the real one
When I do my shit, do my big one
Feel like these folks tryna get young drq
Yeah, in my coat, nigga, it's a blick
Yeah, you a ho, nigga, you a bitch
Racks on me like money mitch
Hell nah, bitch we cannot kick it
I'm in the trap, tryna get a [chicken?]
I'm young drq, nigga, I'm a lil' kid
This my bag, nigga, we not splittin'
You not living how I'm living
Bitch, I'm a young nigga, independent
I tote Glocks, nigga, and them Smith &'s
I was down bad, nigga, in the slums
Nigga, I get cheese, nigga, [in a bowl?]
We sip lean, nigga, this ain't [rum?]
We smoke gas, nigga, don't get [drunk?]
What you gon' do when you by yourself
Everybody, they left, they not around
Ain't going out sad, bitch, ain't [?]
And these niggas mad that I'm up now
Told that ho, "Shut up," [?], shut up now
[?] really told niggas, "Get down"
Late night, praying to God, knees hit the ground
I was outside, late night, I was hearin' sounds
Thank God, nigga, for a new day
Plug goin' up on a Tuesday
Come get yo' slut, that ho choosing
[?] racks from the music
Big booty ho on the [?]
Bitch, I'm young drq, you know my name
I'ma crash out, nigga, 'bout my gang
She get real [mad?], I got nothin' to say
This bitch want me, wanna be my bae
[Bitch?] I want that guap, wanna get paid
Sticks on me, nigga, just like Faze
Fuck on yo' bitch, grip on her waist
Bitch text me, like, anyway
Thinkin' 'bout guap, nigga, everyday
Yeah, life take a toll
Bitch where you go?
Nigga tryna get me from [?]
One, two, three, nigga, I'ma blow
They love drq, nigga, I'm the G.O.A.T
Niggas be fucked up for some clout
Kick that bitch out my house
I do not cuff, ho, fuck a spouse
Why don't y'all do what make you smile?
He not hot, lil' bro really mild
Stick on me make him billy bounce
I'm GB, nigga— (Yeah)
I'm GB, nigga
Walk in this bitch, I'm flee, nigga
Smoking on gas, that tree, nigga
I got this shit on my sleeve, nigga
Shit get cold like Minnesota
Hi-Tech all up in my soda