F.A.N (feat. Red Ali 2x's)
Homie Gang UFO
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Pussy nigga thinking that he hot I'm in the picture looking down like I'm Pre Scott Don't make me angry Aim these bullets at your tree top They know I'm nasty and I'm classic like some Reebok I told these mother fuckers I'm the mother fucking illest On any beat I bet I mother fucking kill it These niggas cap just like a mother fucking fitted It's Homie Gang we be the mother fucking business I own that mother fucker Spin the block I roll with villains It's only one It ain't no Sub Zeros I'm chilling I talk that shit that they can't flush that's how I'm feeling My whip just like my limits They both got no ceilings I told these mother fuckers Take it there okay apply the pressure I know he strap that's why I got my niggas bringing extra An all my niggas got both feet's that's why we call them steppers And them boys childish when it's beef they slide in any weather Hold on let me finish tell them Who the f*ck they think I am We just pull up an air it out I bet a stick won't jam I got bitches in different colors call them Toucan sam I fucked just to kick them out I'm Martin Call them Pam they must not know who I am Private jet when I take off they don't know where I land Just know I'm twisting up a lot somewhere in wonder land And everything I'm smoking green That's Peter Pan Fake ass niggas out my circle I cut off the fans Load up these cans when we got beef we getting rid of Spam We melt these niggas just like butter when we in the jam My Homies Gang up bring them K's From the Ville then slam We over shit and owning shit so we don't understand Hold on let me finish tell them Who the f*ck they think I am We just pull up an air it out I bet a stick won't jam I got bitches in different colors call them Toucan sam I fucked just to kick them out I'm Martin Call them Pam they must not know who I am Private jet when I take off they don't know where I land Just know I'm twisting up a lot somewhere in wonder land And everything I'm smoking green That's Peter Pan Fake ass niggas out my circle I cut off the fans Aye Red Yo Aye why these bitch ass niggas hating like A nigga won't go burn something you see what I'm saying Aw man f*ck that nigga he ain't on shit wassup I get active nigga We gone hit that nigga like 2 times Hit him 2 times Ha we hands on with that shit
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