Verse 1 - Edai
Why you acting funny with your funny ass, aye
For a show, bitch, I need a hundred cash, aye
Don't make me put 600 boys up on your ass, aye
With all that fufu shit I just don't understand, aye
Acting fufu Ima tell my youngin's blast 'em
Headshot, I know, damn, his momma sad huh?
Smoking tooka I just grabbed it out the bag, aye
You lil fufu ass bitch I know you mad, aye
I cop a 'Maro just so I can fuckin' drag race
I hit the sport button on 'em, he think he passed me?
I smack a hooker and she say I make her ass ache
Finnese a hundred bands but that shit didn't last me
I'm rolling like a bitch, bitch I'm uppin' Cascade
I'm rolling while I'm rolling, bitch I'm in the fast lane
Them blue lights on me, bitch you gotta catch me
I do the dash on 'em, I just passed 160
I say hold up I got asthma, now catch my breath
Call my old bitch she look badder, say to myself
If I see her Ima smash her, she off a gram
And I know her man got mad at me, but I dont care
Cause he dont wanna fucking fight doe, damn
Have my shorties up them pipes on 'em
And send them shells they have his life on 'em
On 600, we Black Disciples, homie
I ride with Famous he got pipe on him
I pipe your bitch I got the pipe on her
Cause if you walking ain't no fighting homie
I gotta do you and your wife homie
They say King Koopa all she talk about
Wanna see my gun, bitch what you talking 'bout
He wanna brick don't know what he talking 'bout
We send some shots if you gon' run your mouth
And them shooters run up in your house
If you a shooter, we can shoot it out
I touch a million, I need a new account
And every week its a new amount
I say look bitch I be banding, I chase that wealth
Bitch I'm too real to be dancing, so save that there
And this bitch talking bout romancing, don't do that there
Hit that cut and then we blasting, we wasting shells
I be with BD's and some Vice Lords, from out West
And them niggas got them pipes blowing, to your chest
You gonna see your fucking life gone, 4-15-12
Put with .40 with a thirty now I see like fifteen 12's
Sneak dissing on the internet, don't do that there
Well you talking like you into that, we lose you there
Hit yo' block and then we run you down, what shoes you wear?
Put this nina in your mouth lil boy, now chew that there
FuFu was produced by 808 Mafia.