[Lyric] Uncomfortable (FXXXXY)

[Intro]
Do you trust me?
Pull up poppin' tags I been shoppin', yeah, yeah
Working the phones calling these numbers, we locked into this shit
Ain't seen my family in so long, I got adopted by this shit
Chubby nigga, still fuckin' on bitches, with they tummy tucked in
That's my nigga, young Fxxxxy
I go by the name DJ Appero D, cash cartel, free band game
We bout' to show them how we get that, how we ride, nigga

[Verse 1]
Ride the Bentley continental dressed Colombian
I came up from nothing, What that is? Armani
La Familia, never switching got my opps uncomfortable
I cannot get too comfortable
I told her don’t get too comfortable
My dogs still living uncomfortable
My mama still living uncomfortable
I turned the bandana to a condom
I’m Soulja rag fuckin' these ratchets
The devil want me to feel comfortable
I get the throw no harness
All my cudis on me
[Pre-Verse]
I’m bout to skrr, skrr
Pull up in Fort Worth
Let off the top first
Give me the top first
Bout' to sip syrup, syrup
Fuck her then slurp, slurp
Hop out the Vert, Vert
I got that Louis first (Gang)

[Verse 2]
I told my dogs don’t trust no niggas and they switched sides on him the week after
Now that your fashion way too different, they be behaving different
Stay with your signs you rocking these Christian you painting your
Picture lil different, all these hoes gon' be submissive
That ain't shit when you really out gimmick
I treat the studio like it's the NBA
Try to stay out the way
All my feeling they gon' activate
Pull up out of state
I’m lil FXXXXY, I’m supposed to stay out the shit
They count on me for the paper
Because when I got beef, shit get complicated
We risking incarceration

[Chorus]
I cannot get too comfortable (Huh?)
I want these whips numerical
I cut her she felt too comfortable
I was supposed to die, it’s a miracle
Bandana turned to a condom
Soulja rag fuckin' these ratchet
Her man switch up the fashion
All these dollars, niggas understand it (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
How you get that pack when these streets is hot?
Y’all niggas serving huh? The word on the block
Connected y’all got zone 6 niggas all in your spot
I heard y’all niggas murder, but I ain’t telling your business though
Gang get to running like track, they get to serving on 10 toes
These bitches fuck me so good I get to thinking I’m in shape, yeah
I need the cash by 6 ya digg, I’m starting to get impatient, yeah
Migo cock that tommy, keep his twin in the basement, yeah
Cartier super soaker, nigga rockin Asian, yeah
All I need is these hoes that fuck with me, nigga, yeah
When I finally drop this tape they gone be pleased, nigga
I can take over whenever I please, nigga

[Chorus]
I cannot get too comfortable (Yeah)
I want these whips numerical (Yeah)
I cut her she felt too comfortable (What?)
I was supposed to die, it’s a miracle (Yeah)