Ghetto FOD Boyz

[Intro]
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
(Vicky)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I jumped back up out the car, I just was gettin' high
Ain't no talkin' to me crazy, shit ain't finna fly
I treat this shit like competition, ain't no you and I
I tried to buy the watch up off his arm, but this bitch ain't my size
Three racks for the rental, shit, today, this mines, nigga
It seems like money find me, I don't get out and find niggas
I'm outside, I ain't just somewhere hidin', nigga
We pull up too deep for hoes, they be like, "Who all ridin' with us?"

[Verse 2: Peezy]
We got hoes in the front, we got hoes in the back
It look like a Magic School Bus inside this Cadillac
Five thousand for the Louis jacket with the hat to match
One-twenty for thе platinum Rollie, ain't got no platinum plaque
I had rocks in my sock like Cactus Jack
Bitchеs used to walk past me, now they can't, I'm havin' racks
Buy a Rollie for her, break up with the bitch, won't take it back
'Fore I walk up out this bitch again, I gotta break her back
Used to drop it in the pot, spin my wrist and bring it back
Twelve hundred for a circle, told him, "Fuck it, bring a stack"
Me and Philthy in that Wraith on 59 like we don't rap
Shoot your pussy ass fifty-nine times, you try to jack
Me and Louie Ray stompin' in that 'Hawk, just caught a flat
Size 46 Diors, they ain't fit, I brought 'em back
You might see it on me first before they put that shit in Saks
Had to take off all these Cubans, damn near broke my fuckin' neck, nigga (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Lou Gram]
You pocket watchin', I don't need you 'round, point blank
Done ran some shit up, sixty days with no drank
They can't be competition if we blowin' you away
I be ballin' year 'round, all gas with no brakes
We're not the same, you sell pills just to buy drank
And when I was heavy with it, I was droppin' heavy eights
I pray all my niggas get rich with money in the bank
Just to see Soda smile, I'd give this shit away
If you really havin' motion, why you watchin' mine?
Stacked my first dollar up, then I got hypnotized
Catch a street nigga cappin', get penalized
Know some rap niggas trappin', hope they get signed

[Verse 4: Philthy Rich]
Look, bitch so thick, I might fuck her raw
Four hundred on this Cullinan, I been fuckin' off
Fell in love with the plug, I'm never runnin' off
Threw a honey pack back, I'm never goin' soft
I don't pop Percs, double G's on the shirt
Tell that bitch get on her knees and suck it while she twerk
Leave that trap on the dresser when she get off of work
My ex-bitch heartbroken, mad it didn't work
New Bentayga cost three-fifty
Six Rollies, four Cartis, that was two-fifty
These earrings and this grill, that's a cool fifty
Havin' power in my city like I knew 50

[Verse 5: Toohda Band$]
Percocets and lean, that's a party pack for me
All my clothes designer, roll exotic in a leaf
AR hold a hundred, we got Glockys with the beam
I just gave her Perc' dick, I'm tryna make the pussy cream
Wrestlin' with a knot, I can't fit it in my jeans
Pulled off in a 'Cat, I pulled up in a Jeep
Try to reach for my chains, I'ma put your ass to sleep
Real shark tank my fully when I'm swimmin' in the deep
It's a scope on the rifle, hit your ass from down the street
Whole kit cost a grip, I think I'm finna bust my teeth
Last niggas dissed the gang, we hit they block for 'bout a week
I'm the type to get the pussy, see you out, and never speak
Press a button to start the whip, we don't gotta use no key
I got love in the hood, I get you killed for the free

[Verse 6: JUST BANG]
Ayy, Cardi B on my wrist, this bitch offset
Seven-fifty for this BAPE, this bitch high-tech
I'm like Michael with the shh, watch my arm stretch
Four bitches in the room, I want all neck
I just bought the whole [?][3:02] complex
All this ice in my mouth make her drawers wet
I can't fuck with new hoes, I need all vets
Before Instagram, bitch, I had all checks
Pants two-fifty, shirt two-fifty
Big MACs tucked in the spot, fuck Wendy's
If I get smoked, I be the opps come with me
Swingin' at these niggas with this bat, Ken Griffey

[Outro]
(Funk Or Die)