FTO INTRO
14 Plays
•01 May 2021
We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Rip the real n free the guys Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk You focused on booin up I’m focused on ballin When you stay on your shit these men jus keep callin Shift graveyard Im stackin up while you just keep stallin Gotta make a name ain’t playing games the gang knows I’m all in Y’all profit be appalling, Im focused on my calling That same man don’t care bout u the same one you be mauling We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped we’ll knock you out your damn socks Enough of all the damn talk, you can’t walk Don’t got my license but I got my g2 If I was you then I’d be mad at me too, It gets so hot when I’m spitting in the stu, Bars go crazy I’m like baby what it do We ain’t never had shit we make it tragic, Make your block disappear like magic So don’t try it I’m just tryna live lavish I got shooters on the squad like Dwayne wade I ain’t tryna hear nun until I’m big paid What you tryna say? You can can get sprayed For once use yourself for something besides getting laid Bitch! You looking like a damn maid. We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blick talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped well knock you out your damn socks Part Two Enough of all the damn talks you can’t walk Only place that they active is the net Silly mf better not forget Got shooters and they aiming at your neck Scoring on your block no net Talkin slick you’ll feel more than regret Poppin shit n them bullets leave you wet Like your bitch when she hang with the set Hear my name from people I ain’t even met Got ones rooting for me like they placed a bet, Ones that owe me but still haven’t paid they debt I showed love they moved fake I can’t forget So ain’t coming for no fuckin tête-à-tête Why you moving scared thought that I weren’t a threat If you moving sick gyal a walk you like a pet All the opps real broke never taken a jet Always humble but that goofy shit I cannot let If that dog hoe sick I put her down I’m the vet You on that rookie shit I’ll say it two times I’m the vet We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped well knock you out your damn socks Enough of all the damn talks you can’t walk
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We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Rip the real n free the guys Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk You focused on booin up I’m focused on ballin When you stay on your shit these men jus keep callin Shift graveyard Im stackin up while you just keep stallin Gotta make a name ain’t playing games the gang knows I’m all in Y’all profit be appalling, Im focused on my calling That same man don’t care bout u the same one you be mauling We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped we’ll knock you out your damn socks Enough of all the damn talk, you can’t walk Don’t got my license but I got my g2 If I was you then I’d be mad at me too, It gets so hot when I’m spitting in the stu, Bars go crazy I’m like baby what it do We ain’t never had shit we make it tragic, Make your block disappear like magic So don’t try it I’m just tryna live lavish I got shooters on the squad like Dwayne wade I ain’t tryna hear nun until I’m big paid What you tryna say? You can can get sprayed For once use yourself for something besides getting laid Bitch! You looking like a damn maid. We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blick talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped well knock you out your damn socks Part Two Enough of all the damn talks you can’t walk Only place that they active is the net Silly mf better not forget Got shooters and they aiming at your neck Scoring on your block no net Talkin slick you’ll feel more than regret Poppin shit n them bullets leave you wet Like your bitch when she hang with the set Hear my name from people I ain’t even met Got ones rooting for me like they placed a bet, Ones that owe me but still haven’t paid they debt I showed love they moved fake I can’t forget So ain’t coming for no fuckin tête-à-tête Why you moving scared thought that I weren’t a threat If you moving sick gyal a walk you like a pet All the opps real broke never taken a jet Always humble but that goofy shit I cannot let If that dog hoe sick I put her down I’m the vet You on that rookie shit I’ll say it two times I’m the vet We on that stick talk hit talk run up you get blicked talk Riding out for gang I’ll leave you lined up in the white chalk If we using fists you fuck around and get your shit rocked Shit dropped well knock you out your damn socks Enough of all the damn talks you can’t walk
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