FWM (feat. Shnodatt John)

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They said I would never be nothing
And they don't need me
All the locals come around, They trying to see me
You didn't f*ck with me til' you saw me on TV
You like the way that I be flexing in the three tee
Now I got Gucci on my feet, 40' on me with a beam
Shawty wanna come with the team
Riding around, Leave her clean
I'm smoking kush, It' a dream
Got me a money machine
Now a nigga can't see, I'm smoking kush in the beam
Bitches change when the fake come around, I'm a good juggy to be in ur house
I had to stand up put off for my town
Fucked up, They just want see me down
I hit a nigga, They just want to see me lose
I use to pull up and hop in the coupe
They threw my brother, Yeah, he in Ben-sued
Shawty want pull up and hop in my coupe
Yeah, Doing drugs 'cause it made me feel better
I use to pull up and popping Margielas
Riding around and these niggas be jealous
F*ck 12, Ain't nothing they could tell us
Free the head, Free bro, Free slime
Shawty want to pull up and f*ck with my grind
I told that lil' bitch I do not have time
She just be loving me because I got ice
25 for the diamonds they bite, Shawty pull up she want to have a night
I told that lil bitch, I'm down on a flight
I was always wrong, But for once I feel right
Peep with me, Best believe I'ma blast
Broke boy need to run up a bag
Shawty pull up and she see the cash
Diamonds they blinging and diamonds they blast

Blast from the past, Hop in the jet, Smoke off jet lag (What?)
Smoking the Pre-me, I'm smoking my glass
Shit was so gas
I'm fucking these thots, I whip it out
I'm hitting the dash (Skrt)
Glock with a beam, I'm filling my mags
Smacked two racks to the face, I'm filling my bags
Look at your bitch, She making me gag (Fye, Fye,  Fye)
Shawty antique, Pussy so tight
Look at my diamonds, I got all types
Shining and shining, Shining in white (Brrr)
Eat like white rice, She was the cat
I was the mice
Tell me I'm wrong, No I'm just right
No we ain't doing this (Ay)
We ain't having no fight (Yeah)

Clip-shot, And it came with a 40
And it came in with a beam
Free Hazy, That is my brother
We grew up on the same street, Tee and one
Tee Tee, Get to the groupies
That's the shit that we don't need
Kai sicko and he stay with the guap, And he stay with the beams
They said I would never be nothing
And they don't need me
All the locals come around, They trying to see me
You didn't f*ck with me til' you saw me on TV
You like the way that I be flexing in the three tee
Now I got Gucci on my feet, 40' on me with a beam (Beam, Beam)
Shawty wanna come with the team
Riding around, Leave her clean
I'm smoking kush, It's a dream
Got me a money machine
Now a nigga can't see, I'm smoking kush in the beam

F*ck on ya thot, You know she f*ck with me
F*ck on this thot, And I pull up with Gus' on me (What?)
Keeping this blicky, I always keep tuck on me
He only got popped, He only got Glock's on me (Hmm)
We ain't f*ck thots, We toting these glocks (Huh)
Let his brains hang, He hang with the shots
Let it go bang, I dropped the top (Skrt)
Swerve out the lot, With codeine and wock (What?)
Say you love me, But this ain't no "We"
Spent a half a mil' on fashion week, On no TMZ
Spinning backwards in the V (Who?)
Splurging on cash, Do a shopping spree (Yeah)
Got them blue bands (Ay), This shit ain't free (Skrt)
I'm fucking these thots, I'm leaving with glee
She get on her knees, I got new keys
Keys to Lamb, F*ck in my sandals (Ay)
They talk all the smack (Yeah)
They get lit like a candle
They talk all the smack
But they really just fans though (Huh, Yeah)

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