(ncdylanz)
Intro : FCP up in this bih
First verse
Run down on your dead nigga (BOP)
Bitch ass nigga pull the fucking trigger (gun cocking back)
Fuck you and your hoe
You a dead nigga no joke
Bitch I’m on the road
And I throw them 4’s
Corey in the back he ain’t fold
Smoking Choppa that’s cold (on god)
You niggas already know
You run when you in the store (in the store)
Corey knee him in the nose (sorry kayden)
Bitch I pull out my pole (pull it out)
Bitch ima spin these rounds (spin it)
And you gon get clown (get clown)
Where your body? Got found (got found)
You ain’t make no sound (ain’t make nun)
All this money that I count (gotta count)
Hope I make it out (make it out)
Cause soon it’s gon be tied up (tied up)
Smoking Tj time rich (like a kid)
I don’t fuck with no snitch (I don’t fuck with thеm)
Bitch I wanna get rich (get rich)
Tj gon get spin (gеt spin)
Nigga run then diss (then diss)
4nem lock in the cage (uh free him)
Hope he make it out (make it out)
I’m the yungin with the crown (with the crown)
Sooner you gon get found (uh get found)
Cause I’m in the streets with this blix (pop)
Hope I don’t get hit (damn)
I ain’t set you up for shit (uh)
Pistol whip you in the face (uh, in the face)
Touch me it’s gon be a case (be a case uh)
And I bitch I beat the race (uh)
Your bitch gon say my name (say my name)
But ima just chase the fame (chase the fame)
Cause that’s how I fucking came
FCP Santana
That’s how the fuck we came (uh)
We tryna get money not fame (yea)
These hoes steady saying my name (whaa)
Shoot a fuck nigga right in the face (bitch)
All that dissing better stay in your place (yea)
Bitch ima off these rounds
Like 6ix9ine you a fucking clown (clown)
They call him Lil roadrunner (bitch)
Yea we know bitch you a runner (yea)
Smoke him with that drummer
Smoke that choppa pack I’m a stoner
I don’t fuck with no snitch (nah)
Me and Dylan bout to get rich (yea)
Damn I fucked his bitch
Throw that hoe right in the ditch (yea)
DeeDee just hit my line
Like fuck them hoes you mines (yea)
I’m finna take yo soul (gun shot)
With this fucking pole (gun shot)
Call me young pappy I’m a savage
FCP had did the damage
How you rep something you ain’t from
He telling lies he ain’t from the slums
All this pain had left me numb
Yea Santana go fucking dumb (dumb dumb dumb dumb)
Intro : FCP up in this bih
First verse
Run down on your dead nigga (BOP)
Bitch ass nigga pull the fucking trigger (gun cocking back)
Fuck you and your hoe
You a dead nigga no joke
Bitch I’m on the road
And I throw them 4’s
Corey in the back he ain’t fold
Smoking Choppa that’s cold (on god)
You niggas already know
You run when you in the store (in the store)
Corey knee him in the nose (sorry kayden)
Bitch I pull out my pole (pull it out)
Bitch ima spin these rounds (spin it)
And you gon get clown (get clown)
Where your body? Got found (got found)
You ain’t make no sound (ain’t make nun)
All this money that I count (gotta count)
Hope I make it out (make it out)
Cause soon it’s gon be tied up (tied up)
Smoking Tj time rich (like a kid)
I don’t fuck with no snitch (I don’t fuck with thеm)
Bitch I wanna get rich (get rich)
Tj gon get spin (gеt spin)
Nigga run then diss (then diss)
4nem lock in the cage (uh free him)
Hope he make it out (make it out)
I’m the yungin with the crown (with the crown)
Sooner you gon get found (uh get found)
Cause I’m in the streets with this blix (pop)
Hope I don’t get hit (damn)
I ain’t set you up for shit (uh)
Pistol whip you in the face (uh, in the face)
Touch me it’s gon be a case (be a case uh)
And I bitch I beat the race (uh)
Your bitch gon say my name (say my name)
But ima just chase the fame (chase the fame)
Cause that’s how I fucking came
FCP Santana
That’s how the fuck we came (uh)
We tryna get money not fame (yea)
These hoes steady saying my name (whaa)
Shoot a fuck nigga right in the face (bitch)
All that dissing better stay in your place (yea)
Bitch ima off these rounds
Like 6ix9ine you a fucking clown (clown)
They call him Lil roadrunner (bitch)
Yea we know bitch you a runner (yea)
Smoke him with that drummer
Smoke that choppa pack I’m a stoner
I don’t fuck with no snitch (nah)
Me and Dylan bout to get rich (yea)
Damn I fucked his bitch
Throw that hoe right in the ditch (yea)
DeeDee just hit my line
Like fuck them hoes you mines (yea)
I’m finna take yo soul (gun shot)
With this fucking pole (gun shot)
Call me young pappy I’m a savage
FCP had did the damage
How you rep something you ain’t from
He telling lies he ain’t from the slums
All this pain had left me numb
Yea Santana go fucking dumb (dumb dumb dumb dumb)
( Ncdylanz )
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