"Fight Music" lyrics
Do you know what the fuck this is?
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all
I got that seasoning, motherfucker, yeah, yeah, I got that ooh
Talkin' shit when you don't see me, we both know I got that juice
You're in a coupe, I can make that bitch a drop top
Them choppers get to bra-pa-pa, knockin' off your roof
Clone bitch, only exist on the phone, bitch
Leave a dog alone, 'cause this dog don't woof
Woof, make your friends wear suits
Boy, you still writing pine, bet, I make it alley-oop
This that valley view, public school, pair of dusty shoes
Never had a pot to piss in, I'm just lookin' for some food
I'm a rapper's worst nightmare, Michael Jason, I'm Freddy Krueger
Click-boom from the Ruger, bitch, I bet I see you soon
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever gettin' robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all
All your captions full of cappin', up on IG
No talkin' when I'm rappin', y'all Colin Kaepernick
Take a knee, I'm seeing red, like Visine in crime scenes
In 5G, can't surprise me, fuck the game
I'm seein' red like YG, on guard like CP3
I'm hardheaded like CTE, I need to see VCs
Blue cheddar, new sweater, move smooth like new leather
You said I can't rap, I need to see you do better
Seen the bottom where a dollar gets you three-piece wings
I know the smell of being broke, and bro, that shit stinks
I got friends from my past, they wanna see me sleep
I'm talkin' stab me in the back, see, he's deceased
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all
I got that seasoning, motherfucker, yeah, yeah, I got that ooh
Talkin' shit when you don't see me, we both know I got that juice
You're in a coupe, I can make that bitch a drop top
Them choppers get to bra-pa-pa, knockin' off your roof
Clone bitch, only exist on the phone, bitch
Leave a dog alone, 'cause this dog don't woof
Woof, make your friends wear suits
Boy, you still writing pine, bet, I make it alley-oop
This that valley view, public school, pair of dusty shoes
Never had a pot to piss in, I'm just lookin' for some food
I'm a rapper's worst nightmare, Michael Jason, I'm Freddy Krueger
Click-boom from the Ruger, bitch, I bet I see you soon
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever gettin' robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all
All your captions full of cappin', up on IG
No talkin' when I'm rappin', y'all Colin Kaepernick
Take a knee, I'm seeing red, like Visine in crime scenes
In 5G, can't surprise me, fuck the game
I'm seein' red like YG, on guard like CP3
I'm hardheaded like CTE, I need to see VCs
Blue cheddar, new sweater, move smooth like new leather
You said I can't rap, I need to see you do better
Seen the bottom where a dollar gets you three-piece wings
I know the smell of being broke, and bro, that shit stinks
I got friends from my past, they wanna see me sleep
I'm talkin' stab me in the back, see, he's deceased
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Came up with a bunch of crazy-ass white boys
I've been fightin' like the devil, just so I can find the Lord
If you ever getting robbed, don't you ever call the law
You can't come around my way, 'cause we ain't fuckin' with y'all, nah
Writer(s): Adam Calhoun
