Hell Ya Been

(álbum: FOREVER FIGUEROA 2 - 2022)

Yeah
Bans, bans, bans, bans
Yeah, yeah

Hell you been?
Baby I'm fresh out of county, I bonded out of jail on bail
Free my twin, me and Pronto scooped Bravo [?]
Got the finest finesse I could make bullets hail, I could sell salt to snails
Bitches galore, all like Lira Galore, thick-thick, ain't no frail
DSL's, shawty put lipstick on, she sucked me up, rebelle
Fuck racism, I don't discriminate, I want all the clientele
You bad for business, I can't keep you around, bitch keep your thoughts to yourself
Run in your bando, take over your trap, all cause' them packs ain't never got mailed
Shawty be talking about dancing, KOD, my diamonds chandelier
Look at my neck, lil' baby you know this ain't no bullshit, my shit glare
Niggas be talking about loud, that pressure pack, okay pullup, niggas can't hear
What you thought it was, was what it was, TTB done stepped in here
Shoutout my brother Two Cellphones even though he keep about like three
Don't worry about that fouth line, that shit don't get shot down for cheap
Niggas be dissing, my soldiers trigger fingers be itching, I keep em' at ease
All of them @'s these niggas be mentioning but I see em' they don't want to speak
Bullets be ringing out, all of these niggas want peace, at the end watch em' retreat
Niggas McGregor, I'm like Khabib, watch how these niggas get beat
I told that bitch, really I don't gotta say shit, she know I'm elite
Niggas be thinking they gon' check me off, they a mission complete
Niggas me talking about money trees, whole time can't take care of they seed
Bullets from the window to the wall and my balls [?]
Pills done fucked up my appetite, withdrawals hit heavy, I don't wanna' eat
Ain't seen the fam over a week, that make my spirit depleted
I keep that fire like a [?], fuck a square I make [?]
All of my niggas gon' get it, keep a heat seeker, it seek
Niggas be thinking that we gon' wait til' it die down, hit em' next week
Hell did you thought this was? All of my boys come in deep
Up on top with a crown, shawty been known I was down
Niggas be thinking we drowning, ain't no drought when you drowning
It ain't no drought if you drowning, that money, that money, that money, I'm downing
Hope you could swim like Michael Phelps, all of that shit keep it, count it
Shit wasn't adding up, I fired all of my accountants
Niggas be knowing you busy, they know I be busy, tryna' steal from my mountains'
I got this shit in the bag, nigga ain't taking my bag
I pull up, secure that shit, tie it up, and then I throw that shit in the back
I'm smoking opps and ya'll smoking crickets
Niggas ain't hearing no noise, just quit it
I'm in your house every night like Christmas
Think it's Saint Nick, hell nah this Grinch shit
Shoutout my blood and my brims gon' rip shit
Shoutout my hoover, he [?] and crip shit
Bouldercrest road like the hood Olympics