FN, Pt. 2 ft. Leekflexin Lyrics

Rango in this bitch, Leeky in

Rango in this bitch, Leeky in this bitch

Hold on, yeah, you knowing that we wit' the shit

Yeah, you know and I made this shit

Bitch, we in the stu, yeah, we in this shit

Bitch, you know just who it is

Aye

Hollon, hollon, hollon, damn, I'm feeling this

Damn I'm mad asl finna get up and gone and pic-a-nic

Naw I'm not a racist i had really meant it like this

These crackas pissing me off, might let F&N just bite quick

Yeah, bitch, Mr. J again

Popping out w my lil white bitch, hoping that she bring her friend

Yes indeed I hit her once I'm knowing I could hit again

Just for legal purpose all the shit I'm sayin just pretend

Look, gang, it's just pretend

Tell the police I don't know nothing 'bout lil foenem and his lil twin

Pull-up, take yo' shit

Me and Leeky popout just to sin

Me and Leeky nigga, business moves

Nigga we trying to win

Aye, I'm off the X, I'm out my body

She want some sex, I told her prolly

Nigga, I swear to god it be his last day if I see a lil nigga named Shodi

Aye, get off my dick fasho

Smoking exotic ain't smoking on dro

And nigga I said it before, bad bitch 5'4" she let me fuck her throat, on gang

Look, pass me the stick

Them be the type of bitches that I'm loving the most

After I fuck her the Über is waiting outside, that bitch know she gotta go, gang

I was just linking with gang nem, and then we gon' have us a toast

Yo' homie, that nigga a ghost

Everybody know that nigga a hoe, look

Hollon, let me pop a stress reliever, ashwagandha

I just wanna fuck a bad bitch from Wakanda

I just wanna

Get some money get my funds up

Zero up in here beside me, let a nigga run up

Hold on Rango, what the fuck these niggas on

They playing my shit, aye lil Leeky ain't this yo song

Boy, I'm high as hell, don't hear you talking, what you on

Ex bitch asking me lil Leeky what you on

She like where you been gone?

Lil baby I ain't been in the city police looking for who did it

Choppas, Dracs, and Glizzies, I like all my guns semi

Nigga bet not try offend me, F&N come off the Fendi

Bitch, I'm popping out wit' gang you know just what it was

Robbing niggas, bitches, shit bitch might even yo cuz

Snatching yo chain, nigga, know just what it was

Yeah, I'm high as hell I'm in the stu', I'm sipping mud

Hell yeah, I'm wit' Lil Rango what it was

Damn, I'm high as hell

Yeah, you know I'm off the bud

Yeah, I got the st—, mhm

Hold on

Bitch, I'm off the, hold on, aye

Bitch I'm in the stu' you know it's only family

Hell yeah, you play with me I put you on a tee

Hell yeah, bitch

Hold on bitch, yeah, I made the beat