"Foil Bass" lyrics

What the fuck you talking about?
Roll the dice or get out my face
Roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em, roll 'em (Yeah)

Oh, you wanna watch sports from the sideline?
Horses and skylines
Whip a Porsche, get a couple whores in these trying times
Ah-ha, I see you, I feel you, I really do
But I wouldn't wanna be you

Nigga like me, I'm on my Ps like I'm feeding duckies
Seen yo girl eatin' cheese pizza, she was yucky
Weed musty
We need custody of the money trees
See my phone bussin' and jumpin', it's like buzzin bee
Wasn't he the same niggas sellin' all the fake Gucci baggies out the minivan back then?
But do ya thing, if anybody askin'
Marithe Francois did the leather in the Aston

It's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, it's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, it's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Boom, boom, aye, that means it's hot
Aye, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye yo, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Serve it off the plate, dog, you gotta feed the homies

Hotter than when you touch the iron to the starch
Wrap it in foil 'fore you put in the fire
Grab it with a glove, is you rollin' like a tire?
Elbows 84s
Catch me swanging like a fighter
Aye, it's kinda worth it, fit flicking like a lighter
That means if I burn it then it better get me higher
Where yo big homie at?
Yo security just fat
Off a flat, I wish will never slapped dog for real

Off rip, the last rap you spit wasn't on shit
Yo punching every line and you niggas ain't slick
You don't gotta clue what you be talking about
Poke yo chest out, and you get you socked in yo' jaw
This hit different when you listening to this in the car
The livest illest niggas in this jurisdiction by far
You really gotta see it just to know what you saw
There's nothing nice to say, then, nigga, don't say it all

It's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, it's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, it's popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Boom, boom, aye, that means it's hot
Aye, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Aye yo, I'm popping like I gotta jalapeno on me
Serve it off the plate, dog, you gotta feed the homies