"FRIGHT" lyrics

(Who made that beat, Mojo?)
(That bitch go crazy)
(Shit, these boys ain't ready for this)

All of my opps, I wipe
Put a fuck nigga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites
Fuck it, gon' dirty my Sprite
Like, fuck it, I pull up and leave him in fright
Huh, you know what it is, nigga
Put a fuck nigga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites
Fuck it, gon' dirty my Sprite
Like, fuck it, I pull up and show 'em my height
Not look at fuck niggas, they bitches they hot
Them [?] sharks, you know that they bite

Fuck it, we don't give a fuck 'bout your set, lil boy
We lower the volume, [?], then we forget the boy
My baby she already know what the vibe is, she pull up and wet ya boy
You see that I'm different, I don't gotta talk, let the flow speak for itself
Them boys don't give no fucks bout shit, they gon ignore the help
You never been, fuck it, I'll take you to hell
Well, fuck it, them .223s hit 'em they going to hell
Fuck it, I'm wishin em well
I hate these niggas that be steady fishing for sales, well fuck it they pinching theyselves
.223s sound like a bomb, they go through your house, they already pissing theyselves
And I did this shit on my own, need no help
Well, fuck it, I did it myself
They said keep the snakes from round me, and I did, now look at me living in wealth
I take me a Perc and I take me a piece of the shroom, like fuck it I'm healing myself
Fuck it, I'm healing myself, like fuck it, I pull up, I'm killing yourself

Fuck 'bout your set, boy
Fuck 'bout your set, boy
Fuck 'bout your set, boy
I pull in the Urus, I'm passing the 'Vette
You talking that shit, give a fuck what you said