"Cant Fwm" lyrics
"Cant Fwm"
Yeah
It's with an X, nigga
Fxce
Pussy-ass niggas, man
Man, y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Chop did him like a coupon, done ripped him half off
Walkin' in the set, hella bags, gettin' bags off
Make her put her face in it, she a bad dog
Rippin' tags off in the Scat with the tags off
All I seen is red and blue lights and hit the dash, dog
Hit his ass with four-nick like a scratch-off
I mean hit him with the cannon, this a rap-off
Bend a bad bitch from the back and blew her back off
Chillin' in the stoley Trackhawk with the track off
Yeah, I'm finna slide on 'em
Plug want fourteen, told him twelve if I get five of 'em
R.I.P.s hit him in his spleen and leave him wide open
You pulled up in a Scat, I'm in a 'Cat, at least you tried, homie
Yeah, this is TRX
Hit him in his back, .300 Black, see it through his chest
Nigga, these are armor-piercing rounds, eatin' off the vest
Lil' bitch a zombie headhunter, eatin' up the flesh
Really I been chillin', I don't really wanna pop shit (What?)
Let 'em live, I don't really wanna drop shit (Nigga, fuck that)
Nigga touch me, .223s get him touched back
Spent ten, now I'm in Milwaukee tryna get my bucks back
He don't even got no whip give him a bus pass
I'm in a 2021, it got the touch pad
Large mag up on the Glock because it bust fast
I was bein' humble, I'm gettin' money now, it's fuck that
Now we finna buy a boat, we got the truck back
Two hundred dollars to my name, I got my luck back
I can leave keys around the gang, they won't touch that
Five-seveN pin him to the wall like thumbtalks
Nigga, y'all can't fuck with me
I can't wait to turn up on the niggas that ain't fuck with me
Make a lil' buzz, they like, "E, you don't fuck with me?"
I ain't helping none of them niggas get on now, they ain't fuck with me
They like, "Damn, we should've fucked with E"
Youngest nigga in the group, but they look up to me
It's crazy, my brother really made money grow on trees
My uncs was on the M, poppin' pills, doin' Percs and lean
I'm cut different, I got different genes
I get mine from Saks Fifth, we got different jeans
Quick question, how your pussy clean? You use Summer Eve
Bitch, that is not okay
Broke nigga on his ass complain about some pape'
A fiend gon' hustle every day, nigga, why you can't?
I just made five in one day, nigga, why you can't?
When I came Drac', I damn near threw the Glock away
Really I been chillin', I don't really wanna pop shit (What?)
Let 'em live, I don't really wanna drop shit (Nigga, fuck that)
Nigga touch me, .223s get him touched back
Spent ten, now I'm in Milwaukee tryna get my bucks back
Writer(s): Efrem Blackwell
- AZLyrics
- B
- Babyfxce E Lyrics
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