Fattmack Feel Like Diddy Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man? What up?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Jugg, she don't wait)

[Chorus]
My whole gang, we can't be f*cked with
I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch
f*ck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch
I stayed down, I ain't rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit
I'm real close to a million
I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah)
We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s
f*cked his ho, that p*ssy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it
Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I'll kill you (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, richer than a bitch, still get a 4 For $4 from Wendy's
Uh, pop pills, now I'm twitchin', I'm puttin' poison in my liver
High as f*ck, I'm seein' triple, think it's sweet? I still'll kill you
I throw my five, look real close and shoot the man up in the middle
I paid a ten, his ass got fried like a McGriddle
While I'm drivin', please don't pull on side of me, my bro out the window
When some shit gon' stop your f*ckin' ride, you dyin' if you up in it
Get mad at life and go get f*ckin' high, I'm really tryna end this shit

[Chorus]
My whole gang, we can't be f*cked with
I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch
f*ck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch
I stayed down, I ain't rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit I'm real close to a million
I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah)
We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s
f*cked his ho, that p*ssy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it
Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I'll kill you

[Verse 2]
They tryna make FattMack the villain
Soon as I tell you no, you get to sayin' I never did shit for you ever and that's some bitch shit
Bae, I love you, real shit
Last thing I wan' see is you tryna leave, I really need you here, that's real shit
That's real talk, I'm a real boss
All this lean I sip, I'm never sick, I don't ever cough
Police ever ask me, I won't tell 'em shit, won't snitch on my dog
You my bitch, you know you spoiled as shit, you designered down, you and my mama

[Chorus]
My whole gang, we can't be f*cked with
I'll trust a nigga out the streets before I trust a bitch
f*ck nigga better believe I got my heat and I'll bust this bitch
I stayed down, I ain't rush this shit, look at me now, I'm up as shit
I'm real close to a million
I get three hundred for my album, when I drop, I feel like Diddy (Yeah)
We got military-grade guns, we used to ride with Smith &s
f*cked his ho, that p*ssy A1, I'm clutchin' while I'm in it
Ridin' with Tali, that's my day-one, you look wrong, I'll kill you