FRIED 2 Lyrics

Came in the game, shit was plain

I need a p and it's plain

I copped a jit on the jane

I put a pack on the plane

I'll go my separate way

I'm really stuck in the paint

Niggas be weird and they lame

I can't be tapped in, no way

I'm never seen on the same shit

Made a check but they sent it from Chase

I pour a liter of pain

I stay breathing gas, I just got wedding cake

And I'm not good with names but the strains

He got the trap but he cannot be tamed

I put a bag on a bitch and she brave

And I been on a roll like I don't got a brake

Like hold up lil' nigga, why you tucking your chain?

Treat this shit like a prop but you might see the flame

Shine, time, time, time

I gotta' go for a while

And you can't duplicate on my sound

Feel the pain and hunger come out

But the drugs taking over right now

Hold up, I'm taking my time

Hold up, I'm taking my time

Hold up, I'm taking my time

I'm getting rich, motherfuckers gon' thrive

I got a bitch and she ready to dive

She good with her lips so I'm taking her top

And this shit ain't for free, walk it down with some foul

I got it, gotta' take out the towel

Walk on it, throw in the towel

Walk on it, gotta' throw in the towel

I got it, rubber drop on em' now

Niggas go, way we dropping it now

Pin on the first and the third

That's a hearse and your heard

Cuff a hoe, are you hurt?

Go out sad, that's absurd

Popping out like a bird

And some chicken it came some fur

Get the Bentley, ain't touching the curb

I'm still bossing up on this shit, that's my word

Took this shit to the chin, gotta' learn

It's time to get a blitz, change the roster

Still got my lick back, I ain't never lost none

And I'm throwing that play but you ain't never caught one

You tryna' go walk it like me, an imposter

She throwing pussy, I'm good with some lobster

I used to serve and I'm changing my posture

I had to switch it up, I nearly lost it

Bag going deep like I'm good with the mob shit

Got to live to survive

Nigga claimed that it died

Swipe that shit til' it's fried

A whole lotta clones, niggas claim that they died