MVP

[Intro: FBG Dutchie]
Fly Boy Gang
Two Times (Dutchie)
FBG shit (And number 4)
(Copo, Copo, Copo)
FBG, bitch (Number 30)

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie & FBG Brick]
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo (Number 30)
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino (FBG Brick, BTE, ha)
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose

[Verse 1: FBG Brick & Billionaire Black]
All these bitches sluts, so I ain't tryna marry them (At all)
They can't get shit (Yer), I won't еven blow the reggiе with them
Fly Boy Gang, yeah, we probably got your wifey with us (Yeah)
Two Times hit her and you steady call her wifey, nigga (Bopper)
Ha, but let me stop it with the flexing, though (I'm flexing)
Number 3, my lil' bro (Duck) let that Smith & Wesson go (Bang-bang)
Double-0, my lil' bro (Lil Jay) got them plugs from Mexico (Yeah)
And lil' Trell on STL with Jiale, they trapping, ho (L'z)
Tookaville, this is the zoo (Huh?)
Fuck boy, salute or shoot (Huh?)
Chevy was a four-door (Gone)
That chopper turned it 'to a coupe (Bang-bang)
FBG is not a group, we is like the mob, nigga (Fly Boy Gang)
Say you got that mula (Uh-huh), you gon' get your ass robbed, nigga
Oh my God, nigga, why y'all steady testing me? (Huh?)
All this flexing that y'all doing, man, that shit is stressing me (Huh?)
Niggas at my head (Uh-huh), yeah, they wanna see me rest in peace (No)
But I won't let these hating-ass niggas get the best of me, L's

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie & Billionaire Black]
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino (Number 4, huh?)
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose (Billionaire, Billionaire, Ballout)

[Verse 2: Billionaire Black]
Billionaire stacks the lonely (Billionaire)
Bitch, I keep it on me (It's on me)
Shout out to my homies (The gang)
We go ham, they go bologna (Go harder)
Bitch, I ball like Kobe (I ball)
So shout out number 24 (Copo)
Got the thirty on me (Bang-bang)
But I only let off twenty-four (Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang)
Your bitch is a goofy broad, I ain't got time for silly hoes
I be thinking money all day, shout out Millie, though
He say he gon' rob me (Yeah?)
That shit dead like Zeko (That's Zeko)
She want me to cash her out (Huh? Nino, Nino, Nino)
All I told that bitch, "Nino"
Bitch, I ball like D Rose and your main bitch [?] (She chew me)
So shout out to them freak hoes, got more chips than Pringles (I'm paid)
I mean more chips than casino (Them bands)
Bitch, I hit the jackpot (Them bands)
It's me and number 30 with the thirty in the stash spot (Bang-bang, bang-bang)
Got the rap game locked down (On lock)
Just like a padlock (On lock)
I'm tatted like a white boy (Inked up)
And I'm steady shaking my dreadlocks (Dreadlocks)
Said got the rap game locked down (On lock)
Just like a padlock (On lock)
I'm tatted like a white boy (Inked up)
And I'm steady shaking my dreadlocks (Hey)

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo (Two Times, Dutchie)
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino (FBG, number 2, what it do?)
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose

[Verse 3: FBG Dutchie]
Uh, Dutchie, he the man (I'm the man)
But Two Times the shit (I am)
And bitch, I got to ball (I ball)
But all I know is hits (Boom, boom)
Number 4 got the dope, so I'm off the shits (Roll up)
And all you niggas sendoffs, so how the fuck you bossing shit? (Is you serious?)
But I'm a boss, bitch, I need mills like Meek (I do)
I'm in that field for them bills, you'll get killed, rest in peace (R.I.P.)
Hit him with the Bulldog, knock the rudy off his leash (Bang-bang)
This street shit is really real, but you niggas really sweet (On the G)
I'm FBG (I am), you know that I be fly (For real)
Fam tryna jump my gate, that shit dry like TY (Like TY)
Bitch, I ball like Derrick Rose, and I throw bullets, Eli (Like Eli)
Sipping on that green lean, rolling up a three-five (I'm fried)
And I'm fried (I am), you niggas know I'm with the shits (I'm with the shits)
Double-barrel Jesse White, it'll make 'em flip (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm FYB for real, so I'll probably take his bitch (FYB)
And if he got a problem with that, then he can take the clip (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Chorus: FBG Dutchie]
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose
FBG the MVPs, bitch, we balling like D Rose
Jump a nigga gate up in my hood, I think I'm Deebo
Nigga try to gate, that shit dead, Nino
'Cause every day we paper chasing, we balling like D Rose

[Outro]
(Copo, Copo, Copo)