Lyrics:
Freestyle, but it ain’t for the free
FBGM it's forever the creed
When blessings come down and I’m seeing the green
I’m helping my bros with whatever they need
the bay in this bitch
Aye aye
I’m on the beat like a bitch
Bro I popped one more
That's when the last one hit
Aye aye
FBGM nigga
Yeuh
You better come get yo
Ich schau in mein Block und seh meine Fans
Wenn ich jemanden ficke dann die FBGM's
Doch wie es ist, so soll es dann auch sein
Baller den Beat rein,
Just drinkin from the bottle, FBGM the motto
My style throw it back wit a sprinkle in tomorrow
That psychedelic groovin, galactic battle cruisin
Just
the wok
Shawty you capping you don't got the wap
FBGM gotta get to the guwap, that nigga dead and we smoke em a lot
Like Roddy Rich we put that boy inna
the scene
Sixteen whipping rolling with the fiends
Every summer yes I'm with the team
Every summer never losing steam
Only thing changing was the theme
FBGM
stoppen reicht keine Keramikbremse
FBGM ist Gold, der Jubel fällt aus
Denn ich nehme schon die nächste mit meinem Jugendheld auf
Und natürlich bin ich nicht
no longer feel like Pippin
Sticking to my own lane, keys in my ignition
F.B.G.M. steady be the mission
If you don't like it, then fuck whoever dissin
bet you they mad cause they see that I made it
They could keep talking, I promise it's painless
FBGM shit, you know we the greatest
Keep stacking that
vayas a enamorar de mi
Fbgm es lo que siempre traigo en la mente
Cuando ando correteando los verdes
Ahora disclpame, mija, ya me voy
Oh, ya me canse de
wrist on froze, you catching a cold
F.B.G.M. that just what I was told
Pop a perky let's get litty
Every day another city
All my niggas with me
They go
back on my
Yeah uh, Back on my FBGM, we just focused on growth
Can't mess with them, they be doing the most Open their hearts, but these feelings are
me Dirty Dan
East Atlanta Santa
Mix promethazine with my Fanta
Im going ape shit in this bitch, I go bananas
FBGM, fuck bitches, that is my propaganda
Michael Kors
Waiter asked a nigga cash or card
I reached in my wallet
I pulled out a Benjamin
When I could've pulled my MasterCard
FBGM
Get money and fuck
they
Say that boy doing well
If Young Sinatra got your
Girl, man, it's over, oh well
FBGM like I don't know how to spell
I need a thick-thighed woman
einem Longsleeve yeah, yeah!
Wenn ich meine Wäsche waschen will, dann muss ich nur ins Telefon
Und drücke Laundry yeah, yeah!
Fbgm verkaufte
meiner Welt tragen alle Hoes Leggins
Mir geht es besser denn je
Sechs Buchstaben, SLS AMG
Vier Buchstaben, digga, FBGM
Bitch, es wird legendär ah
Hoes
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