Fifa Lyrics

G-gotcha your lil' bitch on my dick told me she tryna kick it like fifa

Uh yea, walk in that bitch and I'm clutching and shit got my hand on my heater

Uh nah you loving and cuffing that hoe I fuck on the bitch you can keep her

Yea like she throwing that muhfucka' back I be catching that shit like receiver (yea)

Yea we hang the bitch up like a jersey we put the boy up in the bleachers

W-walk in the bitch with them muhfuckin cartier lens pussy you know I can't see you

Bitch and you know that I stay with them muhfuckin bands my money old like a senior (bands!)

Bitch wanna pull up on me she gonna blow like Lance nigga you know that bitch is a eater

T-that bitch she hit me she told me she wanna cuff unknwn babe you know I'm a cheater (huh)

Ain't talking man but this bitch got me up in my zone smoking this muhfuckin' reefer (yea)

So many bitches I promise I'm starting to lose count nigga like shoutout tamia

P-pull up on you and that chopper gonna blow like the wind roll that boy up like fajita (yea)

I'm popping the x

Yea I'm popping the x I get high as a bitch

Shoot at your boy if he trying and shit

You play with your life have you resting in piss

I make a call and they ready to hit

I'm dogging her out so I feel like a pitt (grrr)

I gotta switch on the back of that muhfuckin' glock pussy I turn you to swiss (yea)

Wet up your block I ain't leaving a message

Ride around this bitch with them muhfuckin felons (huh)

I heard a couple them niggas ain't dead

B-bitch so you know that we spinning for seconds (slatt!)

Ask when I'm dropping you sound like a peasant (slatt!)

So many bitches might start me a pageant (yea)

B-back of the club so I keep me a ratchet

You not in my rank no you not in my bracket (nah)

Pockets too fat like they made of elastic

Money keep coming that shit everlasting (ha)

Your bitch wanna fuck so you know Ima smash it (smash)

I'm drinking and driving, trying not to crash it

She wanna fuck but I'm juking like madden

P-pop me a perc and I float like Aladdin

Put your boy up in the muhfuckin' air in a muhfuckin' blunt nigga no I ain't pass it

Uh yea

Gotcha your lil' bitch on my dick told me she tryna kick it like fifa

Uh yea w-walk in that bitch and I'm clutching and shit got my hand on my heater

Uh nah you loving and cuffing that hoe I fuck on the bitch you can keep her

Uh yea she throwing that muhfucka' back I be catching that shit like receiver (yea)