"F.O.B." lyrics

Ain't this life so fun?
Holdin' on my gun
I want everything to shine bright like the sun
Holdin' on my gun
Bring it everywhere, my plus one
I'm a villain, yeah
Fallin' out of love with all these women
When shit get stressful I'm grippin' on my lil' metal, yeah (My metal)
Bitch'll let me fuck if I asked her, yeah (If I asked her)
Standin' at the alter, I'm a pastor (Pastor)
Neglect my kids and call 'em bastards, yeah
Sick in the mind, I'm sick but I'm fine
I'm comin' for it, I'm takin' what's mine

We don't fuck with the critics
We don't talk that business
Family oriented business
Bitch wanna have my children
We don't do all the gimmicks
This really how I'm livin'
Boot up, I'm throwed off the Henny
Suit up, I'm ridin' in a Bentley
Ask me how I'm feelin', I'm tryna get these millions
Factory diamonds, my bezels crushed, niggas can't fuck with us
You don't really listen when I tell you much, that's why your ass be stuck
I don't really do all the fuss, step on 'em like a bug

Ain't this life so fun?
Holdin' on my gun
I want everything to shine bright like the sun
Holdin' on my gun
Bring it everywhere, my plus one
I'm a villain, yeah
Fallin' out of love with all these women
When shit get stressful I'm grippin' on my lil' metal, yeah (My metal)
Bitch'll let me fuck if I asked her, yeah (If I asked her)
Standin' at the alter, I'm a pastor (Pastor)
Neglect my kids and call 'em bastards, yeah
Sick in the mind, I'm sick but I'm fine
I'm comin' for it, I'm takin' what's mine

In a Rolls Royce Cullinan, swervin'
She like when I close the curtains
We sittin' behind tint, that's when she get to slurpin'
She two-faced like the devil, she remind me of a serpent
I'm grippin' on metal, you never know who gonbe lurkin'