Lyrics:
I put the new Forgis on
I put the new Forgis on
I put the new Forgis on da Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
Cause all my niggas got
(Hitmaka)
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah
Tryna fuck with real niggas, commas in the safe
Gotta do what it take, yeah (yeah)
Forgi's
You see me on em' them forgi's skatin'
I'm countin' paper I know they hatin'
I'm from the A you know how we get it
M.O.B. my nigga and all my niggas
put them Forgi's on a Jeep
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like this talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby (yeah)
You know I needed you, why
Who's-who's Chupi, anyways?
Forgiatos, sit on Forgis (What?)
Wake up in the mornin'
Throw some jewelry on me
All this money on me, bitch, I pull
committed to anything, you distracted by everything
I put that on everything
Got Forgi's on everything
Got Forgi's on everything
Got Forgi's
You can miss me with that hatin' shit my forgi's be skatin' bitch
Quarter back of my click catch me on my peyton shit
First and ten first and goal
up in them Porsche's
My chain is a stoplight,
And I'm sitting on Forgi's
Tricking ain't a habit,
If you can't afford it
My shoe game is a 1000,
What
I put the new Forgi's on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks
Spot with dope
Brand new jordan 13's but my socks was old
Came through forgi's three piece and the top was gone
Give me floor seats the bleachers fo
them like bitch giddy-up
Pull up Forgi's on the truck and now she finna nut
Got 100 bucks and two sluts
Who trying to fuck bitch pony up like
Cascade
want your face forgi's on my coupe
So tall it feel like outer space
All the problems in the world
It's right here on my waist
Please do not get in my way
door (before you come to my door)
Let's get it, she know I'm a D-boy (she know I'ma)
Shinin', cuttin' that, Bruce Leroy
My Forgis, my Forgis (My
bitch, finna make her climax
I need them Forgi's on a foreign with them paper tags
Just waiting on my time, give a young n***a a chance
Time to get
I want a benz
For my mama and her friends
Maychach wit curtain
V12 engine, every race they she gone win
Express lane get in
Vlone Forgi's
Blew
feel in important
Real important
Look at the coupe it's sporty
Niggas the wheels are forgi
I'm real important
My bitch, she Brazil imported
Nigga yo
New bag, new bitch, don't talk, call her bet, say bitch get thicker
New pack, new script, Forgis' on the 'Vette now my ride look sicker
Forgis
Forgi's on the feet that’s the motto
Need a lil freak bih, Mulatto
But I cannot leave without the G’s
Where are my fazos at?
I need my fazos tracked
I need
It's Lil Icey man
Let's get it
Forgi, forgi riding in em forgi
Pull out with the gang
And we ain't switching on homies
Talked to many angels and they
To nigga
You know da corner game got da Chain lit (bitch you know it)
I'm in da charger thang wit da stag Kit (bitch you know it)
Fresh feet ridin forgi's
with me
Free the real in them cages, why they prove em' guilty
And my boy's don't play they gone ride like forgi's
Yeah they killing for me
Yeah they
me)
Is it for me or is it 'cause I got my cash up (Gimme the cash)
I'm in that Phantom and that bitch got them Forgi's (Got them Forgi's)
I'm takin'
pull up with that forgi when we pop out
Yeah i pull up
And i pop out
Flawless VVS yeah im iced out
Bad lil bitch she with me and she iced out
She gonna
(Might just count a mill, in the hills, I'm just bein' honest
Forgi's on the wheels, hard to steer, big ass whip I'm mobbin')
(What!)
Ok
(whew)
Might
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