FTB Lyrics

You literally wasted my fucking time

Like not only did you waste it you took advantage of it and abused it

Your dead to me bro

Bitch shut the fuck up I don't care about your time

Quick to cut her ass off I got like ten on the side

Whip got her looking sour cause that bitch came lime

She quick to bring her ass back cause she see the numbers climb

Magic dick got her mesmerized like I'm Peter Pan

Bitch I'm a dog but you knew that so let me hit your friend

Riding round with ARP nigga better duck his head

Empty the clip bullets hot, finna give that boy a tan

Wavi driving so that mean we not filling up no tank

Nigga talking like he on that finna crop him out the frame

Back to back three fives got me feeling like I'm Drake

Better keep your guard up pull from half like I'm dame

Nigga fuck that bitch I only fucked cause I was bored

She a Christian pull out a check she get to praying to the lord

They like "Velle finna blow" I'm like come on man of course

Jump in the stu' and get to working niggas thinking it's a chore

Why you up but he not get yo mans off the floor

Paranoid you might get popped if you don't knock on the door

Irritating every time I fuck she wanna click record

I'm lightskin if I fuck a white girl its a s'more

Let me stop playing

T said the plug finna be late that mean we not paying

Yea we can fuck but guarantee that you not staying

Seven hundred horses in the whip but this bitch not neighing

Can't be riding round tryna slide and you ain't got no tint

That's like trying to slide on the opps but you ain't got no stick

That like tryna swim in that deep water knowing you can't swim

Call that bitch a bop it cause she love to hit me with a twist

Twist it

Heard it's money on the floor somehow you not around

Same niggas that counted me out before I bet they still down

Belt to ass can't let a nigga slide leave him on the ground

FTB put your trust in one you gone look like a clown