FTO ft. Rundown Choppaboy Lyrics

You're in the mix with the one and only

Loady Gang

Why tf these niggas acting like they gangsta

Where yo banga who you swung up on

And dropped to earn some stripes or get yo rank up

I be stunting on these pussy ass niggas get yo bank up

Lil Ju be in and out the bank so much

I think lil bro a banker

I be coffin on these niggas

Cause they bitches make me sicc

I put coffins on these niggas ertime I send a blitz

Aye Loady Gang you the shit

And I come wit it every time

Swear I'm living every rhyme

I'm at they fitty every time

Get these hoes out the spot

Cause they see too much sitting around

I wanna send them hittas out

But that's how shit be getting around

I wanna drop a highlight

Just to show these niggas where we scoring

When they snoring we out here getting busy

Niggas boring

They ain't really on they blocc

Or out here bloccn' niggas floccin

Keep a sticc like Harry Potter

I see the thru niggas like vocca

He can't see up in that water

Somebody get that boy some goggles and a float

Cause bitch we really active at the bottom

Free da the don Kloody Joker Toppie J6 and four owe

Super bad free two real can't forget about the goat

Aye free Lil B and lil Mark

Aye look this shit from the heart

Rip to all my niggas

Moment of silence crank the car

We a never be at peace and I put that shit there on God

Who I'm dodging?

Besides this 47 hat niggas fraud

That social media shit these niggas out here doing just a facade

On God On Foe nem we on every fuccn car

Gave that boy so many shots

They thought he died at the bar

This summer we dropping 20

I told my opps I'm setting the bar

Pull up hoppin out F150 me and this AR

That F and N be yo lucky friend you won't see tomar

Before this beef shit I was fuccn with Lil B Fredo and Mari

JB them got them mfn B's like they Cardi

900 them my mfn niggas they on guard

Frontline them been my mfn swear to God

It's chop a boy

They call me Choppaboy I keep a choppa boy

Niggas swear they in the streets

And they ain't even jumped off the porch

My glocc be with me she on tours

She don't leave me bored

She my genie

She gon leave em leanin so I wish she would

We on shirley with them choppas

See yo potna we gon drop em

In a four door with four shottas

See a opp shoot at his collar

My hoe told me he got an Impala

We flip the Impala

Choppaboy make em beat box

Bitch I'm the real SpotemGottem

Yea fuck the opps nigga

Loady Gang or no gang nigga

Ayyee

Long Live Mack nigga