Fxcts Only Lyrics

Who that in the driveway bitch it's $osa

We master the p nigga no limit soldiers

We done seen murder

Its no limit

It's no fucking limit when you out here rollin

Rolling up some gas

Bitch I growed it

You may never see it like the bottom of the ocean

Take a trip to Boston

I'm no Celtic

But I shoot this bitch like Larry bird if I'm open

The only numba one nigga I feel chosen

Glock 19 I'm a call the bitch corona

Walter brown nigga the original owner

If you know what I know then you betta keep it on ya

Dey might cut you open if your shit say organ donor

They chop your body up and send em to Lithuania

Set you on ice you'll be fresh a couple nights

Naw dat ain't da government

Nigga dats eulonia

My big cousin used to jam my music

Now dat Nigga don't cuz he fuck wit my baba mama

I stay out the way I be thuggin everyday

But a nigga finna deal with this mf karma

Damn cuz my bm just keep it in family

That bitch don't want better

She gone blame it her daddy

Like damn hoe we all know the nigga wasnt there

But you 20 fucking 6 can't make excuses for your actions

You tried to used the kids just to see me

I told her ass no stupid message coming rapid

Faven is my daughter I am not braiden daddy

Somehow I show em more than his daddy

You gone let tank be a cousin and his daddy

I'm out here lit narcissistic ass bitch

First class gettin licked by some twins from out in cali

Fucking plot twist

having motion you can't stop this

I could never ever ever ever fuck with Thomas

Don't talk about guns nigga you ain't een on shit

Ain't you call the police on cuz

You a punk bitch

I fuck with the east side boys

I'm little John bitch

Came in with the yellow baby this shit look like jondis

Aye who really rap fr

I was J chop until his ass start acting weird

Y'all be out here fucking with these niggas who rapping weird

If I really wanted to end everybody rap career

And I'm in trap fr

And da shit I rap for real

Lemme hit da sauce lord talk about a deal

Keep that hunned thousand shit hit me wit a happy meal

I got sauce and ranch

Hit me with the chicken Nigga I ain't no beef

Nigga see me in the streets always keep da peace

On the island wit a freak I get violent on da beat

Seem like white hoes bring the violence outta me

Jesse still got my kids and she hiding em from me

This bitch swerve off the road and try to tell emthat I did it

And I went to jail for a bitch lying on me

But a nigga blessed I just had to keep da faith

I ain't get a bond 30 some fucking days

Put me on probation but I'm still fighting a case

Take that shit to trail or you can take to your grave

And they dropped them cases I can throw it in your face

You should let my kids see me but your ass so filled wit hate Hey

Baby moma ain't shit

She won't let me see my sons

Can't see my daughter either and she gone be da fucking one