fw.me2! Lyrics

(I be trying my

I be trying my best

I just want the money, and you

A fucking side effect

I buy fully metal jackets, if you buy a vest

Stop with all that fuckin lying

Sounding like my ex)

I start doing good, you find something and you have to hate it

Overdoing everything you oversaturated

I just take wins all day, don't need accolades

And all you do work under me, you a caption maybe

80 round tits on the glock wit a beam too

Hunnid thousand dollars on the watch, got the bling too

Hunnid mini diamonds on ur crown, you a queen too

Shit if I was you, I would prolly fw.me2

I be trying my

I be trying my best

I just want the money, and you a side effect

I buy fully metal jackets, if you buy a vest

Stop with all that fuckin lying

Sounding like my ex

(Bitch

And you know I got options

Pa-Pass you round the whole gang, John Stockton)

Hoe

And yk I got the options

Passed you round the whole gang, John Stockon

You make love feel like work, bitch I'm clocked in

I ain clocked in I was fuckin on yo hot friends

I'm tapped out

Money making magic love my scammer he a cash cow

Niggas still broke, still working in the traphouse

I got hella bags, put that shit up in the stash house

458 do the dash in a horse car

911 still a horse, but ts a porsche car

Riding in a beamer, riding in a sports car

Got a two liter, poisoned it with wockhardt

Justin Bieber, feeling like a popstar

Rolls Royce w the stars in, this a hot car

Hop in the whip, ride around w the outlaws

Goodfellas