FTO

[Intro: Bory300]
(Envious)
They gon' be mad at this one, word to my mother
Everything dead (Everything dead), everything dead (Every K)
Free Flock (Ah)

[Verse 1: Bory300]
EBK, but I fuck with my DOA's
Three-hundred shots, tryna find out where Nesty lay (Grrah, grrah)
And I don't give a fuck, I just beat a case
No, I don't follow, bitch, I'm tryna lead the way (Grrah, boom)
It's free Dot, I'm tryna slide with a double-B
Callin' up Just', he might slide with a double-D
If I catch AJ, he crash, now he dead
And I don't give a fuck, nigga, watchin' my Jet
I fuck with some Loccs who really be on go
Ayo, TG, wipe that nigga nose
And he jack the Y's so now he gotta go
Oh, that's Scottie, turn her to a ghost
Oh, wait, don't throw
I'm tryna hit a opp, gettin' up closе
Fuck KK, I almost took his soul
Got booked a few times and not oncе did I fold

[Verse 2: Justo B]
Where the click-out? I-I'm excited (I'm excited)
Like, why I ain't get invited? (Like, why?)
Twin chops, hangin' out the window (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Everybody runnin' when we shot it (Everybody runnin')
How the fuck? How you feelin' like 'Melo? (Like, how?)
You did bad, you ran on Yellow (He pussy)
And Ldot went out on a— (Haha)
Get the drop, we gon' slide in a rental
AJ died, I was laughin' (Hahaha)
Where he go? He dead in a casket (That nigga dead)
Say Drilly, you shot, like, what happened? (Like, what?)
When I see you better have your ratchet (Matt Sav)
I be smokin' new opps, that's SB
Red tint on this, click on this XD (Grrah, grrah)
He got shot and he dropped in a liquor store
What the fuck, how he died to the deli? (Like, how?)
What the fuck with these opps? Like (Like)
Havin' kids with thots (Thotties)
Lil' Bri gotta stop (Gotta stop that shit)
She was with us, spinnin' on the opps, like (No cap)
Fuck that, I'm on hots
Bitch, I was there when Ray's people got sho—
Free Block, free Flock
Dot on your block, twin chops and you drop

[Verse 3: TG Crippy]
What the fuck, who is this? (Who this?)
Why the fuck is this kid on my dick? (Like, why?)
You fucked who? What bitch?
Mad, 'cause what? Nigga, suck my dick (Suck my dick), like
Sha Gz, stop runnin' ya lips (Grrah)
Cause you ran on Woo Lotti and you never did shit (And you dirty)
And don't tell me that you caught a hit (You didn't)
'Cause, nigga, you lyin', you never did shit (Never did shit), like
How I'm mad 'cause you fuckin' my bitch?
What bitch did you fuck? You dirty and shit
Came home with no drip, like
Why you jack CripK? You ain't touch no crip
I catch a YG then I'm throwin' like six
We gon' leave that boy dead 'cause we don't give a shit (Grrah, grrah)
We gon' leave that boy dead 'cause we don't give a shit (Dotty)
Ayo Justo, that's Shocka?
Can't forget Tidda, got took off the roster (Took off the roster)
Catch lil' Spongy, he gon' need a doctor (Need a doctor)
Keep squeezin' 'til I hit his māthā
Keep talkin' on JB, are you stupid?
Spin through Jef while I'm bumpin' my music (Bumpin' my music)
Dare a dumb dirty nigga act stupid
I'ma keep flockin' 'til he on the news clip (Grrah, grrah)
Fuck 5, Channel 11
They just gon' tell you how he went to heaven
Outside when I was like seven (When I was like seven)
Never got shot, why you talkin' some Mex' shit?
Yus Gz got hit on some chest shit
Never got back but he still talkin' reckless (Chest shot)
Yus Gz got hit on some chest shit
Never got back but he still talkin' reckless (Chest shot)

[Outro: TG Crippy]
Go get fuckin' back, nigga
Word to my dead, nigga
You soft, nigga (Envious)
And you broke, nigga
All your fuckin' drip fake, dirty
Suck my dick, nigga