FOG Lyrics

Brand new Balmain jeans, these ain't no Levi's

I just left the crib, I lock the door right when I leave out

I just left the scene, I'm burnin' rubber when I speed out

I've been tryna chill, but like trouble findin' me now

Fuck it, bring the beast out, that's what they tryna see

Codeine in my spleen now, so I ain't tryna pee

This right here a freestyle, I ain't write a thing

I don't fear a thing, I don't feel a thing

Fear of God on me, Fear of God and CDG

Ferragamo belt, hold up my Ferragamo jeans

Since you got you a staring problem, tell me what you see

And I ain't never wearing Prada, but I'm proud of me

It's the major leagues, swingin' sticks, I'll be the Judge of that

I'm countin' up my cheese, while my bitch draw me a bubble bath

You wanna get shit poppin', then I guess I'll be the bubble wrap

A big shit popper and my bitch love me because of that

Yeah, they don't wanna see me win, this gold tooth grin, cost me a buck

I've been lookin' around at my friends and takin' notes on who I trust

Chrome Hearts ain't got no rust, long nights all in the dust

Long nights, spent long nights, sitting debating

Who to keep and who to cut up out my life, yeah

Luckily, this pain filled me with spite, yeah

Luckily, there's lean all in my Sprite, yeah

And lucky I keep me up forty-five, yeah

On my side in my, in my

Brand new Balmain jeans, these ain't no Levi's

I just left the crib, I lock the door right when I leave out

I just left the scene, I'm burnin' rubber when I speed out

I've been tryna chill, but like trouble findin' me now

Fuck it, bring the beast out, that's what they tryna see

Codeine in my spleen now, so I ain't tryna pee

This right here a freestyle, I ain't write a thing

I don't fear a thing, I don't feel a thing