World Tour Fizzle Lyrics

(Oh yeah)

I don't know these niggas, I'm out of this world

Sip out the cup, it got me slurred

Netflix and chillin' at home with your girl

Heart on froze, and my chain on burr, chain on burr

Nigga, what's the word

Got a white girl and I'm in love wit her

That nigga wanna smoke, then that nigga get served

I don't give a fuck if a nigga wanna hate

Got my own style, give a fuck what you think

Knowing my worth, so I'm up on my rate

I'm keepin' it silent, I don't play no games

My life is like GTA and no you can't play

Roll up the gas while I ride in a Wraith

Don't hit my line if it ain't about pay

Talkin on me, you get smoked like a Vape

I ain't with bullshit, my nigga, I hustle, I hustle

Nigga, I'm tryna get paid

If that bitch ain't really fuckin with me

Nah, nah, nah, I cannot save

Yeah, she fuckin with Beachboii

Yeah, yeah, cause she know I get paid

Y'all should know, that Fizzle self-made

Y'all should know, that I ain't with the games

I stack the gwalla, you know that's a must

Only got a couple niggas I trust

My girl, I found the one that I trust

My girl, she fine, and no you can't touch

These niggas be cappin', they cap in they rap

You be actin' all sap, won't you rap about that?

Nah, my dogg can't go to the trap

Nah, my dogg can't come to these parts

Yeah, pour up the wok, now my stummy hurt

I ain't with gossip, Fee tryna work

Blonde bitch bad, ya I had to flirt

If niggas be scared, just go to church

I'm doin' the shoulder like Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah, I'm from the bottom, I came from the dirt

Beachboii be gettin' green just like a plant

I'm a hot boy, don't get a tan

Stop wit your rap, that shit too bland

Fuck with you heard, don't be stackin' these bands

Fuck with you heard, the check comin' in

Shout out the XEVIOS, that be my twin

Cool out the hills, we swerve in a Benz

Keepin' it family, we don't do friends

Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, what

Yeah, I'm all about M's

Yeah, ayy, this is why,

This is why I'm hot just like I'm Mims

These niggas be chokin' like they wit some flem

They know I'm chosen, they know that I'm him

Try to play me and I leave you in a sim

VB my city, you know what I rep

Norfolk my city, you know what I rep

I got the sauce, ain't no G-Dep

I got the sauce, I got the drip

I got the gas, I am the shit

I don't do toxic shit, I don't trip

I took a couple shrooms now high as a blimp

These niggas be dorks, these niggas be wimps

Internet gangstas ain't with the shit

The mob will pull up on you and get hit

What? Yeah, bet not get hit

All of this shit be comin off the head

I don't know niggas, these niggas is dead

Some of these niggas think I went fed

A lot of these bitches, I keep them on read

All of that want is the dinner and money

"Nah, nah, I can't do that"

"Nah, nah, I can't do that"

Treat a bitch right, I can do that

Fizzle a soldier, yeah, I'm a Vet

I'm hittin' these homers like New York Mets

I rollin a jet, while I ride in the jet

No, bitch, you can't smoke what's left

Yeah, nigga, I keep it goin

Exterminate all the rats and roaches

Test my gangsta, know you don't want it

Know you don't want it, I'm always on it

Yeah, yeah, uh-uh, bitch, I'm blowin' the strong

Just like Braun Strowman

Fuck what you sayin', my nigga you ain't on it

In the streets, I earned my stripes like Tony

The bitch want me now cause she lonely

The nigga ain't got bread, that nigga corny

I'm lovin' my bitch, she never boring

She stay loyal, I'll get her a foreign

She give me neck, while I recording'

All of this money, that be on the floor

All of this money, you know I need more

Yeah, Beachboii grind like a skateboard

That bitch probably fuckin' on me and I'm sure

Yeah, yeah, I close the back door

Yeah, yeah, I been kept it street

I'm settin' these trends, they copyin' me