ftw (feat. Surge)

Bad hoes and I'm fucking the finest Yeah that money be countin' remind her To never go back to the bottom Real nigga, my children, my brother Hold her close nigga if you love her He done been shot in some front like Glover Bad hoe but I'm still finna do it Tell my bro, I got it covered, I keep a Glock in the cupboard Lil' freak wanna suck my dick, I vote like Austin did Pucka Late like I'm Chris Brown, bitches love my words, feel like Chris Tucker Lean in on bars, cash all around, still a dirty motherfucker In the trap, we still servin' that fent She fuckin' niggas while servin' that fent If I shoot em, I go for the win Hoe eat the dick, put my balls in her chin She got reaper pussy, that bitch grim Yeah bitch bad, built like Kim That's why these niggas that my son Ten racks, nigga, ten bands Designer on me from Japan Side bitch and she Vietnamese Got her on lock, I hit em with Monclairs We ain't friends, that nigga on D I could never go out, cop it, put it I send my bro in a 30 a week After high school, seen niggas peak Fucked on her birthday, she gave me that beak Yeah, when they ask me, like, what's your name I told them, don't forget it, yeah, my name is Lake Mr. Tell My Ops Namaste Already told them what's up ain't got no time to waste I'm workin' right through the holiday Fuck all the drama, don't ever get caught in plays Focus my energy, don't contemplate It seems like don't got a choice, ensure I win today Serve on that line of course like everyday Keep it too real to the point where it's never fake Serve like Ram Dass, Be Here Now today Gotta watch the way I blow up just like grenade When I be water I flow like lake Breathe in breathe out slowly yeah to see what it takes Catch myself trippin', take another take Gotta be livin', I can never just be late Meditate, I'm already doin' that thang Got myself up in that flow state, never hate I might go Ultra Ego, but I'll never hate No Twenty One Pilots and I'll still levitate Spiritual gangster, love I'll only ever bang This for my mama so you know I dedicate Go for the win, I can never lose today In the trap, we still servin' that fent She fuckin' niggas while servin' that fent If I shoot em, I go for the win Hoe eat the dick, put my balls in her chin She got reaper pussy, that bitch grim Yeah bitch bad, built like Kim That's why these niggas that my son Ten racks, nigga, ten bands Designer on me from Japan Side bitch and she Vietnamese Got her on lock, I hit em with Monclairs We ain't friends, that nigga on D I could never go out, cop it, put it I send my bro in a 30 a week After high school, seen niggas peak Fucked on her birthday, she gave me that beak