Lunch

[intro: FMB DZ]
Da biggest woo nigga
Da biggest ape in America
Yea I stand on that shit nigga
No bap nigga
Any nigga disrespect me gon watch nigga

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
Tell that nigga watch his mouth when he speak on me
Ten thousand dollar outfit on
Yea ain''t shit cheep on me
All this water drippin on my body
It's a leak on me
I Caught a petty case
Them bitches caught me with some weed on me
That shit slowed me down, but I ain't gon' lie, 'cause I was moving fast
You racin to amiri’s
Im just tryin not to finish last
I’s feelin like school was bullshit
So I was skipping class
Me and brodie knew we was 20 deep
Get on niggas’ ass
Nigga i done spent some long nights tryna get it up
I can't even tеll you how many times I felt like giving up
I was slacking for a long timе
Im bout to pick it up
Made man
I won't pay a dime a nigga touched
Mob members
We don't pay attention to dem loud niggas
Never catch me on Inshtagram telling my business
Pull up on you like the clean up men
We got the mop with us
We'll burn a nigga's spot down
If he don shop with us

[Verse 2: FMB DZ]
We'll burn a nigga's spot down
If they don't cop with us
We the ones who do the robbing, ain't no cops with us
I can't even count up all deez rounds
We got a lot with us
And I don't wanna hit that bitch
She let knox hit it
I ain't coppin whips off the street
I'm off the lot nigga
I catch an opp and choke slam him like The Rock nigga
Nigga think he taking something from me
You off rock nigga
Wake up to your bitch
She serve breakfast and top with it
When you see the gang in the party
Put your chains up!
I don't give a fuck where I'm at!
Throw my gang up!
Pull up to your hood
One deep, not a chain tucked!
Oh bitch, you got that wet wet?
Beat the blade up!
I can't even count how many times
A nigga gave up
Bring that big body out
Hold the lanes up
Ill pull up get the job done
Ion say much
My bitch like the wrong pic
We gon' break up
Nigga

[Verse 3: FMB DZ]
The feds like oh shit, Big Woo back
Heard them boys hit you in your shit
And you ain't shoot back
I heard them niggas ran you out your section
And they stepped on you
Told bro we droppin back to back
We got a check coming
Pulled up on another nigga bitch
And left the vet running
Nah Pulled up on another nigga bitch and got the neck frm her

[Verse 4: FMB DZ]
It's on me now, got the bag round, I'm big homie now
I don't wanna hear that bullshit, you gotta show me now

[Verse 5: Da Boi]
Nah ion wanna hear that bullshit nigga
Show me
Big guns, 223 bullets and a 40
Fuck what niggas saying on them songs, nigga, smoke me
Cold summer? Bitch, what? I'm cozy
I be with the gangstas, the robbers, the mob members
Every bitch in this club bad
It's like god sent her
I supplied the uh
To the gang when it got realer
I hit that bitch from the front
And she got thicker
Nigga