Al Capone
MoFwea
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Baow That Moroccan yuh, yuh Don't got a yuh Yuh Don't got a fro, but I sin and if it's smoke, I let it go Concrete on what I say, I stand on it with ten toes That money bout the only thing I tell emotions to Call me Ferrari, that Moroccan only vent to dough If she ain't help with my career, then what the f*ck I met her for Don't do no talking with bitches, straight to the point a yes or no I let her cope, but I don't listen, cause after his head and throat She might be les, but she gon' top me off soon as I hit the road I'm so in love with that cheese, that cheddar bobs to my songs I done ran eight miles on this beat like Evan Jones Ain't in a coma, I'ma make it, no coffin its set in stone Every time I hop on a verse, it's a wrap like leather coat Call me Scarface, I'm lit as f*ck from all this alc I'm pouring I text his bitch, I bet she with it, that ho got a Dallas dome You need a Red Bull for this smoke, send an addy I'm at a door Watch how fast they lean back from any beef, Fat Joe Who gon' judge me, I make more hits than a gavel, I spit more words than a battle I get more cheese than a rat will, throw up more bars than a bad meal Big dog in some legal shit, he getting more taps than an at will Selling more bricks than Shaquille I ain't no plus size, but I ain't signing shit unless it's a fat deal Was a fein X rated things on my to-do list like I'm Brad Beal Need a fat check to sign me like joint twins I was on my tail, I got my head right like a coin flip Call me LSD, catch me sleeping in the stu, I hit the mic or doze If my dog getting into it don't care if he right or wrong I'ma fight with bro People turn into an orchestra, got a couple bands and they string along F*ck with Fwea I make it hard to breathe if it smoke with me like you hit a bong Put a cavity up in an opp head like I'm Rodman, I'm a dentist Back then I didn't have green with me, now I'm T'd up like a beverage Nowadays I'm all about investments, and I spend the paper that I'm left with I'm raining on them, bring a storm out like a mad bitch hit the exit R.I.P. to the public, they'll be mad when they see what that check came out to Seven six figure checks I'm thinking about, I'm trying to make some Yao moves Keeping it too Tory I'll be in my lane, I should make a lengthy how-to Shitting on whatever beat I hear, I hit up Maxx Air and make a bowel move I'm a whole damn apple charger, I'm the type to see right through your ass Got my career straight, make sure my circle air tight before I do the max Used to misbehave, I was throwing pencils at the teachers, I was a fool in class Watch what I would do to you and see I ain't playing, if Gray pull up, I'll leave him blue and black They said getting on to the charts hard, I guess I'ma turn into a Pokemon When I buzz it'll be a light year, I'ma do the infinity cause I can go beyond Some days I wanna get a fast car and go the speed double my grandmother age Took a lil peep behind my past, I thought to myself I didn't wanna runaway Got my business up, my phone ring, you'd think I'm married Back in class, ain't do the test like this is bullshit, I was very loud Stop doing favors, that don't mean that I don't care Won't do a show for free, bring me more I'll pop out on some Carrie vibes That Moroccan Don't play with Fwea, run away Play with Fwea and you run away
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