FWM

[Intro]
(oo shit, that's a danny g beat)
(what up danny)
(fuck with em bill)

[Verse 1: TrDee]
Fuck with me, oh you can’t
Got a Glock and ski like im finna rob the bank
Dog shit militia, might just pull up in a tank
Bad ass bitch in the room getting spanked
All my bitches badi feel like mike lowry
Heard a opp got dropped shit we finna throw a party
He thought he was buff until them boys took his cartis
Imma hit the game winnin shot you cannot guard me
Oh shit this a danny g beat bitch
Cut into my mans like we dont lay up with no freak bitch
I pull up with that stick like i can't seen shit
Hit your block and spin back around this a remix
Still tryna stack 100 he ain't seen wilt
Always stay with the same team I ain’t rebuilt
No cap you know its sbdsm
Them niggas ain't fuckin with us, and we ain't fuck with them
Kinda feel just like a landscaper, got that blower on me
Thought you was 100 didn't think you would get to foldin on me
Damn this bitch do what i say like i got a controller on me
Imma play her crazy, she ain't know i know she fucked my homie
SHIT i dont care as long as i can get between
Or you can let me in your mouth just like some listerene
50 ball dame time it can't fit in my jeans
I be ballin on these niggas man its in my genes
(lets go)

[Verse 2: Prince Jefe]
I just sold 100 pills and brought a dub back
Lay a hand on any nigga with me its a blood bath
Already ran through the bag where the plugs at
I took my last 50 bucks and got a bus pass
Its a switch on the blick better duck fast
Love a rich bitch got a bag we can half
Free slick fuck the opps they get toe tagged
Dont hit my line if you dont cop the whole bag
Grab 1000 yeas and i hit the road with it
Duplicate the grams only take me 4 minutes
If i go broke id crank up the stove nigga
Movin with the cane i feel like an old nigga
I got young niggas do hits on 4 wheelers
Got a little circle with killers and go getters
Racing to the bag im in here runnin laps
I told dee to point him out im tryna tap a hat
Boy dont keep talking me to death we can go rack for rack
Know he a little boy keep rapping bout 50 racks
Im just tryna smash she keep saying im moving fast
I can hit my young dog with 60 packs lets see you move a bag
Im fresh from dakota where the jeweler at?
Its a 30 stickin out my pole where yo ruler at?
I try to tell them no but they just want to crash
Make the wrong move nigga thats yo ass