F.G.B. Lyrics

Who would've thought?

Who you think it is bitch?

We acting crazy, we acting up

I'm exhausted

Fuck that sorry for your loss shit

Another died today

That's why we out here marching

Another caught a case

But of course he wasn't brought in

She sold pussy in them luxury apartments

God bussy

That's a secret and she's all in

I know her, I seen her

And the truth is y'all keep calling

Daylight breaks, then its back to the race

All I see are some boys

And y'all live for the state

I'm with some t-boys and they serving good face

Check the realness

I cash checks not meal tickets nigga

She throw it back,

that's whiplash on a nigga

I'm with some fags,

and they rolling wax all in they swishers

I think y'all rap to take some pictures

Matter fact I more than figure

I'm so glamorous,

I turn for every camera

She polyamorous,

She fucking out her marriage bruh

We just some fags getting bags in America

Ooooooo what am I to do,

if the world is falling through

Will you swing my way?

Who would've thought?

Who would've thought?

Imma be on your TV

Motherfucker move, you abotta see me

Middle fingers up,

You acting greedy

Said it's up,

You acting greedy

Imma be on your TV

Motherfucker move, you abotta to see me

Middle fingers up,

You acting greedy

Said it's up,

You acting greedy

Said it's up,

You acting greedy

Oh it's up,

You acting greedy