Ghetto

[Intro: FBG Dutchie]
([?])
([?] on the track, boy)
Clouted up
Huh, gang

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
Bitch, you know I keep my metal
Can't find no Act', can't find no red, I'm sippin' yellow
I flex a lot, I brought lil' folks 'nem from the ghetto
I smoke the odor, [?], you know the bezel
I keep a ho, right? Keyshia Cole, she from the ghetto
I pop them flats, fuck up a sack, I got a check, ho
Might snatch a foreign just to whip it through the ghetto
Then I'ma pull up on your lil' ho like, "Let's go"

[Verse 1: FBG Young]
I'm 'bout my pesos (I'm 'bout my bands, ho)
These niggas Play-Doh (These niggas sweet, though)
I'm the weed man, but my boys got that yayo (Got that blow)
She a cutie (Woah, woah)
That bitch bougie, I might pay, though (No, no, no)
No, I'm lyin', came to my senses when this Nu' gone (Nuski)
What is you on? (What is you on?)
Backdoor get thе boof gone (Goodbye)
Take your movе home (Home)
Put her in my iPhone (She bad)
Boy, I sell that petro (That gas)
She do what I say so (She do)
I'm expensive shopper (Woah, woah)
Sippin' dirty Faygos (Woah-woah)
Rubberband my bankroll (My bankroll)
Ridin' that Durango (Skrrt)
Gettin' head by my old bitch (My old bitch)
My new ho swear I'm faithful (Silly bitch)
No, lil' ho, I can't go (No-no)
All these hoes, they gon' go (They goin')
My Robins got the mumps (The mumps)
They knotted up like they got jumped on (Bands, bands)

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
Bitch, you know I keep my metal
Can't find no Act', can't find no red, I'm sippin' yellow
I flex a lot, I brought lil' folks 'nem from the ghetto
I smoke the odor, [?], you know the bezel
I keep a ho, right? Keyshia Cole, she from the ghetto
I pop them flats, fuck up a sack, I got a check, ho
Might snatch a foreign just to whip it through the ghetto
Then I'ma pull up on your lil' ho like, "Let's go"

[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
Drop a six of the yellow (Lean)
I'm smokin' Nu' with your lil' boo, she givin' neck, though (She give me top)
But it's Lil' Boo and Baldy, too, the reason I go
And then I thought about my yops like, "Where my flats go?" (Like, "Where my yops?")
Lil' bitch, I'm not no flat, ho, plus, she not no flat bitch, you can save that shit
I don't trust these niggas or these bitches, I stay strapped, bitch
Move on that mack shit
Trap Money, shawty put the money in his mattress
Your favorite rapper a actress (A actress)
He should get a Oscar (A Oscar)
Flodgin'-ass impostor (Imposter)
Your mans a killer, not ya (Not ya)
Please don't make me drop ya (Pussy)
Infrared dot ya (Bah-bah)
Stand over and top ya (Bah)
Glah-grah-grrah ya, ayy (Gang)

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
Bitch, you know I keep my metal
Can't find no Act', can't find no red, I'm sippin' yellow
I flex a lot, I brought lil' folks 'nem from the ghetto
I smoke the odor, [?], you know the bezel
I keep a ho, right? Keyshia Cole, she from the ghetto
I pop them flats, fuck up a sack, I got a check, ho
Might snatch a foreign just to whip it through the ghetto
Then I'ma pull up on your lil' ho like, "Let's go"