Ffoe Lyrics

[Hook]
The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
And that’s what you gon’ get anytime you f*ckin’ with us
Finally Famous, what’s up?

[Verse One]
I’m on the west side of my city
Ridin’ round like a tour guide
With that white girl she got a tongue ring
That might as well be a bullseye
She half naked walking ’round this bitch
I almost thought I was poolside
Tryna raw dog my… (oh!)
Like her tubes tied but that’s suicide!
One time for my niggas who made something out of nothing -
Cause you could lose it all my nigga look at they’ve been roughin’
“You could lose it twice as fast as you got it”
Got it – that’s what my grandma told me
And you’ve got to be a dumb dumb dumb motherf*cker not to listen to what
you hear from the OG’s
Rollin’ OG
’til I G-O
Yeah G-O, nigga, add an O-D
That’s what I rep, nigga, ’til I O-D
Collecting everything that this world owes me
I told my Momma grab you any kind of car
Girl cause you my shining star, I love you everywhere you are
Back to it – to the game I am committed
My intentions: stay persistent
Workin’ overtime like we get paid of commissions And my wrist bliss, work
Ms. Gliss, man I ain’t got time like my wrist slit
No bitch fit, just a fit bitch
Who only drive bitch to make me feel terrific

[Hook]
Now we going strong, we’ll be going going gone, ’til we on

[Verse Two]
I’m on the east side of my city
Ridin’ round like it’s “Doomsday”
And if you keep pushing my buttons
Might f*ck around and be a “Tomb Day”
Don’t let go of her hand -
Or it might be “Big-Sean-In-Her-Womb Day”
“Congratulations, dog!”
Man, that’s what the whole room say
I want money and security for all of my descendants
We up in Hollywood, tryna get our hands some “in it”
If you don’t f*ck with my songs, man, you gotta f*ck with the intention
Tryna get my fam and friends-es
Behind Benz-es, a party, or lenses – woah
I believe I can fly
I believe I’m the man
I believe in God
Man, they sending shots, shots, shots, shots
Like they don’t believe I can die
Man, f*ck whoever used to tell me to stop
A legend in the making -
f*ck whoever told me I’m not

[Hook]
Now we going strong, we’ll be going going gone, ’til we on

Thanks to jj.

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