Fie Bars

(альбом: Fat Camp - 2015)

Dyke bitch go two ways, fast lane on freeways
Chopper grip that SK, double hit in broad day
Dump the clip like foreplay, blizzy shots on cold days
Loading dope and getting paid, pistol vision no getting sprayed
Moving how I'm working, pistol grip the fire jerking
Got my shooters out here lurking
Just my sign and they be murking
They bought camos steady cloaking
They so big we coast to coasting
He alive and then he dead
Just like magic, hocus pocus
Pussy bitch can't run my shit
A hunnit bands I counterfeit
Remix your drink you sip that shit
Extendo clip I'm hitting shit
Stupid bitch my nut she spitting
Sloppy thot I don't do kissing
All this lean, my mind stay spinning
Have some dope these swishers twisting

Jug the trap my bands, they dance
Like Middle East and African
You smoking up free smoking dope
Are love it way more higher man
Call the plug I need it now, I don't do no middle man
I don't date no sloppy bitch, and I won't fuck a normal bitch
Xanax make me hot as fuck
Buffet Boys bitch we popping off
All these hoes we swapping off
You do me wrong we chopping off
Stupid bitch go knock it off, swallow me then walk it off
All this damn promethazine I swear I'll never ever cough
Flexing like a pussy bitch
These two four fours gon' hit you quick
Fuck the mouth, I'm nutting quick
Gon' hit your chest just like some Vicks
My shooters scoring like the Knicks
Hi-tech brick, remix your shit
You drinking it and loving it, I count this guap and double it
Always up I'm popping, smoking till its nothing
All my pints in coffins, if we dump we hitting something
All our shows be busting, start mosh pits we get to jumping
30 on me know I'm drumming, they gon' smash no bluffing

Fuck these hoes no cuffing pop a rocket now he running
She suck my dick so good but then she acting like she [?]
All my squad got hunnits, lean, it got my kidneys drowning
Brand new coupe I'm skrrting, flavored swishers what I'm burning
Cup this drank I'm [?] sex, your bitch I got her moaning
She gon' top me, and gon' fuck me
Yeah this thottie always choking
I ain't joking, blunts we rolling
Fat Nick's jug school started rolling
Pussy bitches twitter trolling
Fuck these Fed's that be patrolling
Fuck, jug hard, fuck school
I be trapping like a fool
My name so big [?]
Don't love a bitch the only rule
Pocket rocket make 'em snooze
My money up I never lose
Slumping off a double deuce, red Hi-tech that's Satan juice
Blast 'em with a forty-five, make 'em run a four five
If I catch a opp, bet I hit him and he gon' die
Giussepe stepping, Act I'm sipping
Pocket rocket never missing
Foreign cars we steady whipping
Global baby we smoke different