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(Hop)
Issa habit (Uh-huh) she a addict (Yeah)
I'm wreakin' havoc (Ooh ooh) in Fendi fabric
3 bitches that's a hat-trick
How it happen? (Huh?)
That doobie

It's ten points a queeto
Bloodstains and lotion coat the sides of my eighty-eight
Along with the flakes
As I've got my feet propped rollin a J
Yellin out

I'm all for relationships, whatever make it work
But some dudes will try to take your girl
So pay attention or you might get jerked
End up sitting

Theo Yung what i did on Gold
The jig is up so I'm up for all
The flow is on the bars so cold
I dropped a tape it might go all gold

I made a mistake by

you throw in the towel
Grab that oil and I rub you down
I can tell by the sound that you loving this round
U throwing it back I'm loving the motion

some more they back in the trap
Throw a hunnid rounds or a hunnid racks
My cuban links keep getting fat
If you can handle that then we can make it fit

the intangible
Something from nothing we are
A simple answer by far
But we don't want it

[Raw J]
The few drops of water fell down my face
Returning me to my

stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready

MCs try to catch up, they're out of breath
While fiends walk in the
Footprints that strangers tread
Where your head about times
And we're staying

pride don't mean to gloat
But deep in my mind I knew I was chose
throw in the towel give up the ghost
Long as I'm breathing you'll never be close
Whole

I don't even drink Bacardi but I'm still superior to most
You get stopped by the cops and go Mariah Carry with the notes
I'm feel obliged to roll a J

never through
I hit up 'Ton and Don The Boss
What's cracking with it?
Streets looking kinda lost
So I'm back to get it
Slab sailing thru the South and
I

paper he fold it and throw it
I ride for my brothers chop sing like a Jonas
I pull up and Slump6s, stuck in the 'Moment'
Like BabySantana, I slide with

she cappin
Still handsome little nigga no cappin
This my ship its my boat im captain

Do this shit by myself I dont need no help
Man im hitting you

through, she always there by my side.
And even known to throw hands, hot headed in the streets,
but that same energy translates to the sheets. 
she a freak,

Had to get up IN my bag and OUT my feeling, uh
had to make the talk align yo with the livin, uh
Had to separate the “want tos” for the “did it” uh

all so well

It's The Fuccbois, and you know our name
Yeah we use caution, 'cuz we changed the game
Got your bitch in the passenger, we switching lanes

and I kidnapped the witness
Fire so hot its defying the physics
Hold up hold up what chu talking bout Willis
Hot as a skillet, Batman is dead so they call

your goddamn self, bitch

You know what the fuck it is
They weren't with me when I was with them
They was trying to go against me
I'm surrounded by

enemy I know wats in heart Bitxh u wanna see the end of me so every day I wake up I go extra like it's 10 of me it's a no love zone and I dnt need

Downing all the brown water
Drown on it
Dour by the pound
Got a thou on it
Luck was never up
Been working running for it
Fuck another moment
Want it

Time for me to tell you how It feel
Y'all don't see me drowning over Here
I been living up on the hills
You hurt from what I said about You
Just know I

Let me adjust the crown, adjust the crown
You already know what time it is bitch
Fortune! hahaha
Ball J
Ready to engage?
Talk to these niggas
RRun!

this song aint tough cuz it's got auto tune on it
I could throw an autotune on a single leg and
Tech you by the first period how bout that
For real