Fr! ft. Yungmdot Lyrics

Uh uh

Can't say how I feel, I put my pain inside my song

Put what I bang inside my cup, you know that 4 won't do me wrong

And you ain't never had that feeling, you just wanna be alone

I be thinking bout that night girl I just wish I called yo phone

Wish that I had called you back, like damn girl yeah they wrong for that

Wish I was there I'd murk they ass, like knowing you ain't coming back

it's time for luh bro get that MAC, and show 'em how it fucking clap

Uh uh and show 'em how it fucking clap

Niggas talking tuff I up the chop, and I can get you gone

Why the fuck you asking me where I'm at?, lil bitch you know I'm home

All these fake niggas sum like titties stuffed wit silicone

Shawty wanna fuck she smell the fragrance this dior cologne

That nigga keep talking tuff he better have vest for real

That nigga try run down then he better have a chest of steel

Shawty for the team so you know she drop that neck for real

Sliding through ya block I up the Glock you better duck ya grill

Feeling like I made it, off za you know I'm faded

Bitch I am the greatest can't wait I get impatient

Why dat nigga talking bout some money he ain't made it?

Fuck that bitch, I ghost that bitch, I pull up then I skated

I just wanna check I wanna pull up wit a M

Balling hard wit my bruddas, yeah we jumping out that gym

Why that lil bitch tried to play wit me?, I left you know I'm him

Im just trynna catch a opp and score, my head above the rim

That lil boy gone duck he top, yeah who got beef yeah fuck a opp

He don' got his family in this shit and now his brother shot

I'm wit big4 like fuck it wap, bang wit tray got tougher glocks

That shit where you can't tuck the chop, ain't worried bout no other block

Sliding wit a 30 shot, extendos, and dirty mop

Everybody in this car they gotta blicky for a hunnid opps

That bitch for the team she fucked the crew its big4, me, and dot

I'm just trynna flex up on that bitch a buss down for the watch