F.T.O Lyrics

Run up on gang, we bustin' your top My niggas pull up, they servin' them rocks

You talk all that shit, we spinnin' the block He think he a gangsta until he get shot

Don't flex on the gang, you gonna get robbed He was on that t-shirt, now he in the box

He thought he was up, but that nigga got dropped I'm watchin' the time, I ain't talkin' no clock

I'm smokin' this pack, I'm smokin' on opps

My niggas be spazzin', I told them to stop He don't wanna smoke, he know we got glock

I brought a new choppa, I call it a mop He a scary ass nigga, he callin' a cop

If slick made the beat, I call it a bop you made a new song, that shit was a flop

These niggas be mad, they know that we hot I mix up the sauce and put it in a pot

My niggas stay slimy, I ain't talkin' bout snot Niggas be talkin', I know that they goofy

Got too many clips, we shootin' a movie I stay with a gun, I call it my toolie

Come through this bitch, we sprayin' the Uzi That nigga mad, his bitch is a groupie

I saw him opp, he act like he knew me All that I know, his bitch gotta chew me

Don't come in my cut, this shit get spooky Nigga get wet up just like a jacuzzi

That ain't designer, that shit ain't Gucci I brought the plug, just for a QP

Taxin' the gas, he know he can't fool me Big body truck, I ain't talkin' no doolie

I ain't goin' for nothin', you gon' have to shoot me