"FENTANYL" lyrics
Oh Skinny, you wildin' nigga
Ay, number thirty thousand
Trappin' so much whip they call the police at the public housing
I can't do no shit I told them niggas I was only browsing
Yo bitch love to wrestle, beat her up, I call it Ronnie Rousing
Damn, my fingers bleeding, all I'm doing is just fuckin' countin'
Damn, you niggas snitching, funny he thought we won't do shit about it
How you beefing on the internet
I know that you ain't shot shit in your life, you never been a threat
Threw the fucking ocean on my arm, you never been in sweat
Put another plate up on the bar and I ain't bend to [?]
Servin' fentanyl
Press them with the 30 on the back, it look like Adderall
Damn, if I just stack up all my money bread look hella' tall
Reachin' for that 30 with the drum, that stick was hella' small
You ain't want no beef, nigga, I eat Philly's
Cheese steak and I'm dream chasin', I'm feelin' like I'm Meek Milly
EA cause I splay sports and you niggas out here pop pillies
Y'all countin' on Instagram and I'm countin' on top millies
I think money made a monster
My wrist is prolly magic, I whip another pot up
We gon' bring the beef right to your door like it's a pot luck
Always keep a bullet in the head I keep a shot tucked
Ay, fuck you know about that
Shoot em, put my pole right back
Windows on that 'cat, all black
Ay, that's our team, energy
Ay, I'm a beast, envy me
Ay, MVP, carry teams
Ay, Hit ya head, [?]
Servin' fentanyl, gettin' off (mm)
Just don't get involved, we get it all
Ay, number thirty thousand
Trappin' so much whip they call the police at the public housing
I can't do no shit I told them niggas I was only browsing
Yo bitch love to wrestle, beat her up, I call it Ronnie Rousing
Damn, my fingers bleeding, all I'm doing is just fuckin' countin'
Damn, you niggas snitching, funny he thought we won't do shit about it
How you beefing on the internet
I know that you ain't shot shit in your life, you never been a threat
Threw the fucking ocean on my arm, you never been in sweat
Put another plate up on the bar and I ain't bend to [?]
Servin' fentanyl
Press them with the 30 on the back, it look like Adderall
Damn, if I just stack up all my money bread look hella' tall
Reachin' for that 30 with the drum, that stick was hella' small
You ain't want no beef, nigga, I eat Philly's
Cheese steak and I'm dream chasin', I'm feelin' like I'm Meek Milly
EA cause I splay sports and you niggas out here pop pillies
Y'all countin' on Instagram and I'm countin' on top millies
I think money made a monster
My wrist is prolly magic, I whip another pot up
We gon' bring the beef right to your door like it's a pot luck
Always keep a bullet in the head I keep a shot tucked
Ay, fuck you know about that
Shoot em, put my pole right back
Windows on that 'cat, all black
Ay, that's our team, energy
Ay, I'm a beast, envy me
Ay, MVP, carry teams
Ay, Hit ya head, [?]
Servin' fentanyl, gettin' off (mm)
Just don't get involved, we get it all
