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F-fuck you fez

Yeah, I just heard he got shot now my day start right

Got a Glock with a switch, I ain't tryin' to fight

If he speak on my name, make his soul take flight

Hit list my notes make that boy see the light

They ain't really on nothin', these boys just rappers

Ever since he got purples, he think he a trapper

If she tryin' to leave me, I'm probably gon' trap her

He can't be on my team if that boy is a lacker

Back to the story, I wake up, I put on my tracks

Got a opp in a blunt, the same day he get whacked

Double B on my shoe and my shirt and my bag

When I step in the building they know I got swag

Say they gon step, but they ain't gon' approach me

Woulda, woulda got high off that yellow, but he got to talkin' when I wanna smoke him

Them boys is just rappers, they always be loafing

Old joint, I just seen her, she want a second chance

I said, baby, I can't do that, I'm focused on the bands

Yeah, lil baby, she a fan, she see me on Instagram

She said, Fez, I want your hand, but she isn't in the plan

Yeah, Mercedes, that sedan, shout out my brother Vance

This glock ain't for self-defense, i'm tryin' to hit him, and his mans

It say hysteric on my pants, glamorous, diamonds dance

VVS's on my hands, she sayin' that I'm her man

Really rich with hella knocks, they call me the Iron Man

Every-Every shoe I got balenci, they call me designer man

I just gotta talk on a beat and i get me some money

Get shot in his face if he take some from me

Met him through him, still slime his buddy

And you think it's a joke, I don't find it funny

No bap, and I do what I do, I don't cap in my rap

I ain't draggin' my nuts, I'm the type to react

And whenever I do, they ain't never get back

And if you was a factor you couldve been- shhh

Gotta be cautious, I know he a rat

My shoes and my shirt, and my ski all black

Lil' dude better watch your back

Yeah, I just heard he got shot now my day start right

Got a Glock with a switch, I ain't tryin' to fight

If he speak on my name, make his soul take flight

Hit list my notes make that boy see the light

They ain't really on nothin', these boys just rappers

Ever since he got purples, he think he a trapper

If she tryin' to leave me, I'm probably gon' trap her

He can't be on my team if that boy is a lacker

Put a brick in his window, I really do hate him

I got way too much money to do the debating

I don't post on the gram man I'm tryin' to-

I don't post on the gram man I'm tryin' to drac him

Omerta don't talk when you get in that room

Ask me, I don't know who who

The Feds tryna piece it together like Blue's Clues

Me and my men, man, we really got loose screws

Brrr Brrr, I-I'm tryna work that switch

Yeah, hollow tips hit him and rip through his ribs

I'm straight from the gutter, I feel like I'm It

Spot me an opp and I'm ready, I'm lit

When I really get mad, I'm a tear up, they rip

If I ain't got a gun, I'm a stomp on his ribs

He won't come out the house, we gon' shoot at his crib

Aye my brother he on shits

See an opp and he call dibs

I'm on a mission, I cannot be calling

If he tryna run, dont trip, don't fall them

If I'm call up my dogs, then they gonna go maul him

I'm tryna crush him at the mall

But that's way too hot, got a girl on the call

I'ma do him so bad that I gotta call saul

I'ma do him real bad, I'ma stomp on his balls

I'm tryna hit him, him, and him, I want them all

Pause, hollow tips, hit him and rip through his jaws

Did a drill in Balenci, and mix it with kaws

If I'm ever on that know, there's always a cause

And I do what I want, I don't care about the laws

She be feenin' for me, she want me in her walls

The bigger his ego, the harder it is when he falls

Yeah, the bigger his ego, the harder it is when he fall

It's like, yeah, yeah, the harder it is when he

Harder it is when he fall

Grah, grah, grah, boom