CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Fantastic Four
It's with a K dumbass
(It's Manny)
(His name's Pablo)
I told this n***a Kidd hurry up cause you takin' too long
Slapped my weed man cause that n***a was takin' too long
Punched a fire fit now I'm bout to shoot a promo
I just gave a $100 bill to a hobo
Like here, you can have that
I just scammed a n***a now he tryin' to get his cash back
My mans just said he pullin' up in a Scat Pack
Got 20 thousand on me now off a rap check
These n***as be d**k suckin', on some lame sh*t
Of course Imma punch you, if you my main b*t*h
My n***a doin' lil swipin', but it ain't his main gig
I done got a lil bougie, I ain't the same kid
Drop my enemy, yeah, cause I'm totin' her
Brother wanna fight switched the [?] pills with ibuprofens
I just sold some fake lean, it was kid Motrin
Dawg just cleared up a cold, he was never on it
Woke up out my sleep shootin' the crib cause I heard movement
Lil n***a said he gon shoot me but he never do it
He Pay-Paled me the money for the verse but I'm not gon do it
Shot a n***a 3 times in his leg and it went straight through him
And I came and slid down his block now the party ruined
And I left that n***a right there cause I'm ruthless
Punched a n***a right in his mouth and now he toothless
You don't even know how to swipe cause you stupid
My CashApp burned out use Western Union
My lil brother swipin' everything we bout to go to Houston
Please don't try me like a toy Imma get to shootin'
I bought this b*t*h McDonalds she think she gettin' Ruth Chris
I heard a n***a took yo sh*t and you ain’t even do sh*t
We got cookie in the booth like that n***a Luscious
You cannot f**k my b*t*h you don't get no coochie
Yeah you got dog sh*t on you boy you smell like dookie
I just walked in the studio with dog sh*t
That Scat Pack that you drivin' that's dog sh*t
It ain't even yours
I'm finna pay yo b*t*h a couple dollars to come over and do chores
Me and Teejay just linked up on some bored sh*t
Smacked down a b*t*h tell Kasher Quon come record this
I only f**ked yo b*t*h cause I said I was on the Forbes list
Gramz keep passin' me the gun, Imma blow this b*t*h
This lil b*t*h keep tryin' to argue she just blew my high
Lil n***a slid down my block he shootin' at the sky
I keep on havin' smoke with the opps Imma be the first to die
Why the f**k you walk on that stand and just testify?
A n***a touch Teejay times 6 Imma blow 'em down
I'm sick you got beef with the opps but you blow at clouds
Boy that weed ain't sh*t boy you smokin' mild
A n***a ran off on me so I'm shootin' in the crowd
YSR sh*t
(His name's Pablo)
(It's Manny)
(It's Manny)
(His name's Pablo)
I told this n***a Kidd hurry up cause you takin' too long
Slapped my weed man cause that n***a was takin' too long
Punched a fire fit now I'm bout to shoot a promo
I just gave a $100 bill to a hobo
Like here, you can have that
I just scammed a n***a now he tryin' to get his cash back
My mans just said he pullin' up in a Scat Pack
Got 20 thousand on me now off a rap check
These n***as be d**k suckin', on some lame sh*t
Of course Imma punch you, if you my main b*t*h
My n***a doin' lil swipin', but it ain't his main gig
I done got a lil bougie, I ain't the same kid
Drop my enemy, yeah, cause I'm totin' her
Brother wanna fight switched the [?] pills with ibuprofens
I just sold some fake lean, it was kid Motrin
Dawg just cleared up a cold, he was never on it
Woke up out my sleep shootin' the crib cause I heard movement
Lil n***a said he gon shoot me but he never do it
He Pay-Paled me the money for the verse but I'm not gon do it
Shot a n***a 3 times in his leg and it went straight through him
And I came and slid down his block now the party ruined
And I left that n***a right there cause I'm ruthless
Punched a n***a right in his mouth and now he toothless
You don't even know how to swipe cause you stupid
My CashApp burned out use Western Union
My lil brother swipin' everything we bout to go to Houston
Please don't try me like a toy Imma get to shootin'
I bought this b*t*h McDonalds she think she gettin' Ruth Chris
I heard a n***a took yo sh*t and you ain’t even do sh*t
We got cookie in the booth like that n***a Luscious
You cannot f**k my b*t*h you don't get no coochie
Yeah you got dog sh*t on you boy you smell like dookie
I just walked in the studio with dog sh*t
That Scat Pack that you drivin' that's dog sh*t
It ain't even yours
I'm finna pay yo b*t*h a couple dollars to come over and do chores
Me and Teejay just linked up on some bored sh*t
Smacked down a b*t*h tell Kasher Quon come record this
I only f**ked yo b*t*h cause I said I was on the Forbes list
Gramz keep passin' me the gun, Imma blow this b*t*h
This lil b*t*h keep tryin' to argue she just blew my high
Lil n***a slid down my block he shootin' at the sky
I keep on havin' smoke with the opps Imma be the first to die
Why the f**k you walk on that stand and just testify?
A n***a touch Teejay times 6 Imma blow 'em down
I'm sick you got beef with the opps but you blow at clouds
Boy that weed ain't sh*t boy you smokin' mild
A n***a ran off on me so I'm shootin' in the crowd
YSR sh*t
(His name's Pablo)
(It's Manny)
