Fugazi

Chris Sway

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I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (Right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking 

I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (Right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking

Tell me who the hell hotter than me 
Yo I'm hot like it's 90 degrees 
I done came off the block and done sold me some pot 
So I know bout the outcome of things 

And I know bout them nights on my own 
Momma out tryna get her degree 
My lil sister be running around always wilding 
She goofy, she my mini-me 

Yo I'm up in my room plotting 
In the cut 'cuz these dudes watching 
Tryna mirror my flow, copy 
Homie know I'm the goat, he got to 

And he claim he a thug but shot who
Also said he sold drugs and robbed who
I thought all the ganstas they all moved in silence 
But I guess the Lord done forgot you

All that talk on the internet, boy we ain't into that 
I swear to God Ima slide thru 
Beat yo ass to a pulp I ain't tryin to
But these f*ck niggas always be trying you

Once they seen you in public, they wanna discussion, like homie I'm really denying you
Nemo's pops in this bitch Ima find you 
EMP with them hits, Ima blind you
 
Wanna follow my wave, be different
Better harness your rage and flip it 
Use the power you gain and kill it 
Anything to get you a million

Man I'm deep in my bag
A Q to a half, got me up to a zip with the swiftness
Couple pounds after that I was chillin 
Everything that y'all rap about be fiction on God 

I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (Right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking 

I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (Right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking 

That's why I'm at home stacking 
Straight up in my zone, blasted
Thinking bout these hoes, trapping
This beat on my phone, classic 

Jazz hit me up with a few beats telling me bro attack em 
Show em all ya flows, nasty 
Balling on dese hoes, gladly 

Never trust a soul, they be fake as f*ck
Plottin on ya coins, tryna save a buck
Want you doin good, never doing great 
Once they see you grinding, they be quick to judge 

Put you in a box, label you a fake 
Don't be mad at me, I got what it takes 
I done ate the Ramen, chewed it like some steak
'Cuz I knew that someday I was gon be great 

If ya homies support you, love em 
If ya homies betray you, leave em 
I could give you a thousand reasons 
Why you shouldn't hang on to demons 

They gon clutter ya head, and fill it with dread now you in another region
Lil homie just believe me 
I been through it, I done seen it 

I was thuggin it all, bud in my draws, thinking bout a hundred million 
That shit bring a hundred feelings 
Make you think you something different 

Puts you in a tough position 
Hustle, better go and fund ya interests 
Never ever fall in love with sinning 
Cuz jail ain't nothing but some dumb decisions on God

I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (Right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking 

I'm sending em shots at ya fitted (No cap) 
Try to run and get knocked with a missile (On god)
Homie say that he bout it but he isn't (Fugazi)
I could spot me a pussy from a distance (right there)
I got thots that love to hold extensions 
Tote em choppas, they love to hear em smiffens 
I don't argue, just knock a nigga senseless 
Cuz I ain't got no time for politicking

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