FYTB
(专辑: Son Of A Gun - 2020)
(Sosa 808 got this bitch knocking, nigga, ayy) Yeah, I
came in the
game flexing, I
was born to ball, yeah (Flexin') With a
big bag, a
nigga fly like Santa Claus (Bag) Man, these niggas rapping, capping, acting like they got it all (Cap) But they don't, dawg, man, these niggas fraud, uh Glizock, he for real, he the
real deal, y'all (Yeah) Yeah, they say it's time to kill, just look at my skeleton Yeah, I
hop up in my whip, my whip look like Megatron Yeah, motherfuck your deal, I
made that lil' shit in six months (Yeah, that's real shit, nigga) Nigga, fuck you talking 'bout? (Fuck you talking 'bout?) I
had racks on me then, racks on me now, yeah I
was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah Your bitch seen Glizock and she damn near blacked out, uh Yeah, I
really live the
life these niggas rap 'bout, uh I
ain't wrestling with my mouth, no, I
don't rap battle, uh Yeah, young nigga came from shit, but I
didn't tap out, uh Have you ever spent a
night up in the
traphouse? Huh? God, please protect my cheese 'cause these rats out, yeah I
can't give no ho my seed, I
can't crash out, huh I
brought the
racks out, baby, I
brought the
racks out (Yeah) Bitch, I
got good credit, but I
still cash out Yeah, just left up out the
mall and I
don't even check the
tags Yeah, I
just hopped up in that new Benz, skrrt skrrt, and I
smashed Yeah, Glizock, he the
shit, and man, these other niggas assed out Yeah, Glizock walk up in the
building, your bitch, damn near passed out Nigga, fuck you talking 'bout? (The fuck?) I
had racks on me then, racks on me now (Yeah) I
was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah Your bitch seen Glizock and she damn near blacked out, uh Nigga, fuck you talking 'bout? (Yeah, bitch) I
had racks on me then, racks on me now (Yeah) I
was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah Your bitch seen Glizock and she damn near blacked out, uh Yeah, I
really live the
life these niggas rap 'bout, uh I
ain't wrestling with my mouth, no, I
don't rap battle, uh (Nah) Yeah, young nigga came from shit, but I
didn't tap out, uh (Nah) Have you ever spent a
night up in the
traphouse? Huh? Bitch, I
ran it up, I
still'll gun your ass down, yeah Seventh grade bumping Waka, I
love them gun sounds, yeah Now a
nigga drinking Wocky, I
take mud baths, yeah These lil' niggas just be talking, ain't got no cash (Ain't got no guap) Yeah, you broke, boy, he broke, boy, yeah, you niggas fucked up Thought I
told you bitches that I'm blessed, I
didn't luck up Glizock, let me hold something, shit, nigga, hold up Put that on my daddy, I
paid cash for my Rolls truck, yup Nigga, fuck you talking 'bout? (Yeah) I
had racks on me then, racks on me now (Yeah) I
was strapped back then, still strapped now, yeah (I'm talking 'bout right now) Your bitch seen Glizock and she damn near blacked out, uh Yeah, I
really live the
life these niggas rap 'bout, uh I
ain't wrestling with my mouth, no, I
don't rap battle, uh Yeah, young nigga came from shit, but I
didn't tap out, uh Have you ever spent a
night up in the
traphouse? Huh? (The fuck?)