ENERGY ft. Famousfizzy Lyrics

They saying and1 why can't you love on that bitch (Why)

'Cause I cannot love on no treesh

Get to the breesh like 10 days a week

Shit, you don't even know what I mean

Ring and a chain for the days of the week

I be here shining from sunset to peak

She wanna lay up I say in her dreams

Shit, I get the pussy and leave

You playing for you and I'm playing for keeps

Bitch, ain't no more playing with me

Talking too much have you laying in streets

Bitch, sleep like you under the sheets

Stick to the green like we running In cleats (Huh)

We never missing a meet

Got a green thumb red soles on my feet (Huh)

Louboutins right on my feet

She wanna see me come look at a picture

I'm too busy stacking these figures

I learned my lesson no trust in a nigga

They running they mouth like some bitches

They asking why I don't pose in my pictures

'Cause I want you to look at my fit bitch

I drop a rack just to light up my fit pics

KicksOnFire now check out my drip bitch

Feeling like Fivi I got me a lit bitch

A lit bitch that like to do dick tricks

She get on her knees only time she that her lips zipped

She thick with no ass or a tit lift

We in the gym only time that we kick shit

Or kick it when you hit a kick flip

I get a check turn your wife to a mistress

And I closed the case get it dismissed

Niggas come like they done did shit

Ain't never did shit

And I got God as my witness

She giving brain like she Princeton

Harvard and Winston

I had to sail to get in them

You can't read through no encryptions

Times no division bands

Multiply through the mission

I ain't in all of that kid shit

No I ain't kidding

She wanna love ain't no kissing

She wanna sip on this wok wokhiana but I got her sipping on 'tussin

I be all over the word different cities but I'm knowing that jersey be bussin'

You want a lift like a crane in this bitch but I know that these bitches be rushin'

I drop some racks on a chain lil nigga these diamonds be dancing disgusting

Every time a nigga step into a room I'm the flyest that's word to my mother

I'm showing love to my heart famous fizzy that nigga is more than a brother

You and ya bitch is the same lil nigga y'all catching y'all selves undercover

I hop in a demon and stomp on the gas that mf starting to stutter

I got them big racks, all facts

She want the Big Mac, no fast

We push your wig back, no cap

This ain't from fifth ave, no Saks

I got her big mad, she tapped

Come get your bitch back, she wack

This ain't no kick back, head tapped

Come get your lick back, move tact

They say fizzy stop all that tripping and shit (why)

I gotta handle a bitch

She wanna talk and do damage to shit

Leaving my feeling I'm in this shit

Hop in the cully it's all in black skin (Why)

I cannot see out the tints

Text on my phone and you all on my dick

Sparking a blunt but I know ima sip (Why)

Cause I like my feeling intense

They loving the way that I flex in my drip

Lost in the party im all in the mix (Why)

Feel like I'm losing my shit

Shooter is with me they loading the clip (Why)

I said reload it again

Hop in the whip and we spinning again (Why)

'Cause I like to do it again

Tripping bout money, I'll get it again

I stay with them winners, we looking ahead (Why)

I like my presidents dead

Demons ain't with me we making amends

l see them Niggas we smoke out the pen (Why)

I like to smoke to the end

Glock in the party who letting me in

I came with my niggas and my and1 my twin

We gotta chill at the top like I said

She wanna give us the top like it's head

Ugh I never call her again

Ugh I'm never sinning again

I tell her do it again

Up nigga he did it again

Clutch he wanna shoot it again

My shooters is with me they aiming for head