Nothing Strange

[Chorus: FBLMANNY]
Huh, nigga ain't goin' for nothin' strange (Exo)
Brr, have a nigga bust your brain
Drip like Froot Loops, same chain, man
Them young niggas trippin', they goin' insane
Gotta stack you a bankroll, fuck this fame
I remember them days back in windowpanes
I remember when everybody's feelings changed
Put an AP on my watch, it's froze
And I'm packin', I can't go
I went Louis for the shoes and coat
I used to want Trueys, Chief Keef had "Citgo"
Now these bitches act like groupies, I pick 'em out, they go
I shouldn't have to waste my fuckin' voice to talk about it, they know (Deuxe made this one)

[Verse 1: FBLMANNY]
Made it out the streets, you need to go pick that ball up
Hrrt, I'ma up my switch on camera, I don't call up
Shit, nigga, I'm already rich, I'm tryna get us all up
Huh, paintin' this lil' bitch face, she go in the bathroom, doll up
Yeah, Louis 1s, these not the skates, they cost 6K
I'm tryna stack this shit in layers, I'm tryna get this cake
I'm takin' trips up to the island, I'm tryna get away
They say I'm tryna drop at perfect timing, 'cause, shit, I feel the same
I can't simp about no bitch, I'ma stack my profits, bitch
Pussy nigga make me mad enough, I'ma come through droppin' shit
Percocet boost my stamina and it damn sure make my body itch
I wouldn't bother them baby FBLs 'cause the young niggas come through, body shit
Fuck that, go and buy six more lines, young nigga better not leave no crease
Your bitch fine but she can't be mine, I can't put shit on no leash
Every three months, we gon' switch the spot, I don't give a damn if we break the lease
I'm the type really passin' out to the pie, nigga, you can come grab a piece
Tre shoot different, I done dropped the piece
Nigga want that bag, we ain't droppin' a feature
I'm the type really go rock out the party, I was so geeked, I was late to the meeting
Young nigga feelin' like Floyd, undefeated
AMG, too geeked, breakin' the meter
She used to talk down, now she turned to an eater
She swallowin' the D and you know I'ma feed her

[Chorus: FBLMANNY]
Huh, nigga ain't goin' for nothin' strange (Exo)
Brr, have a nigga bust your brain
Drip like Froot Loops, same chain, man
Them young niggas trippin', they goin' insane
Gotta stack you a bankroll, fuck this fame
I remember them days back in windowpanes
I remember when everybody's feelings changed
Put an AP on my watch, it's froze
And I'm packin', I can't go
I went Louis for the shoes and coat
I used to want Trueys, Chief Keef had "Citgo"
Now these bitches act like groupies, I pick 'em out, they go
I shouldn't have to waste my fuckin' voice to talk about it, they know (Deuxe made this one)

[Verse 2: FBL RIO]
Hmm, hmm, nigga, we ain't goin' for nothin' (Ain't goin' for nothin')
I just make one call and my shooter come through, tap that button (He tap that)
Niggas be doin' that tweetin', but when they see me, don't do nothin', hmm (They don't do nothin')
I was down bad, fucked around, turned nothin' into somethin' (Into somethin')
I don't know why they try the gang, that come with repercussions (Repercussions)
He tried to turn up for the fame, that got him hit with button (Hit with button)
Nigga, I been in that mode, I came too far, so why would I quit now? (Why would I quit now?)
Niggas be goin' on 'fore it's time to rap, they need to sit down (Need to sit down)
Niggas be in the way, huh, niggas ain't havin' no pape' (Yeah)
Niggas be broke as hell, that's really what I should say
Have hibachi, I hit up Hot Space, shit, I'm feelin' good today (Feelin' good)
Spent a slight twelve hundred on my 'fit but it's more in the safe
I deserve this shit, when niggas sleep, I'm workin', bitch (Huh, I'm workin')
Speakin' on Big Chedda, speak on Sosa, get your brother hit (Get you hit)
I been on my rap shit, but I still keep my fire (I keep my fire)
You must ain't heard 'bout the last one, he up in the sky (Yeah)

[Chorus: FBLMANNY]
Huh, nigga ain't goin' for nothin' strange (Exo)
Brr, have a nigga bust your brain
Drip like Froot Loops, same chain, man
Them young niggas trippin', they goin' insane
Gotta stack you a bankroll, fuck this fame
I remember them days back in windowpanes
I remember when everybody's feelings changed
Put an AP on my watch, it's froze
And I'm packin', I can't go
I went Louis for the shoes and coat
I used to want Trueys, Chief Keef had "Citgo"
Now these bitches act like groupies, I pick 'em out, they go
I shouldn't have to waste my fuckin' voice to talk about it, they know (Deuxe made this one)