Fuck Around and Find Out Lyrics

Big Cheddar

Who's Better?

Sharp like the storms

Static like the weather

Weights on the arms

The shot of a Vendetta

Stoppin' that alarm

And I'm countin' all together

The definition of a shot caller

Most of y'all niggas light weight I'm taller

I don't need a grip a full clip to chop business

Cut up in more ways and I ain't talking fitness

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

I B! You know me

The Print set the tone

That match the piece

I'm in a no limit zone

Load the Master P

Flown through in a drone

In something you cant see

All the way from the hood

To the neck of the woods

Dad did what he could

Lifting lawns and hoods

All the way from the hood

And hittin' a few juugs

To living how I never ever

Thought we could

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out

So fuck around and find out

Yeah, c'mon

And fuck around and find out