FOCUS lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Bambi]
Diamonds on my di*k, she wanna focus (Ayy)
On my old b*tch, praying she don't notice
That b*tch ride my di*k like she a focus
Pop a Addy, focus, swear she on the Forbes list
And that b*tch telling me she dirty dancing (Ayy)
Well she cappin', that b*tch never lasting
If that b*tch say that she ain't never smashing
Why I smash and pass then?
And had her bring her best friend

[Verse 1: Yung Bambi]
Bounce to the rhythm of your bih while she pop
Pop with the lean, with the Xan with the drop
All my n*ggas turn up like Rambo with the yop
Pull up with the yop, pull the trigger, you get stopped (Boy you layed down)
b*tches in they feelings, but they throw back
How you know that? Shawty, where yo' throat at?
And I'ma come back, how you know that?
Where the snow at? Skiing down the slope fast (Slope fast)
All my n*ggas silent when they walk through
Why you talking sh*t? This ain't sh*t you can talk through
All my n*ggas come and through they Crip walk
b*tch shut yo' mouth, all you do is lip talk (Why you talk that sh*t?)
All my n*ggas come through with the stick
.30 with a di*k, yeah, they empty out the clip, ayy
All my n*ggas come through with the beam
Molly with the lean, feeling like I'm Charlie Sheen, ayy
[Chorus: Yung Bambi]
Diamonds on my di*k, she wanna focus
On my old b*tch, praying she don't notice
That b*tch ride my di*k like she a focus
Pop a Addy, focus, swear she on the Forbes list
And that b*tch telling me she dirty dancing
Well she cappin', that b*tch never lasting
If that b*tch say that she ain't never smashing
Why I smash then pass then?
And had her bring her best friend

[Verse 2: Zotiyac]
Ayy, that b*tch do tongue tricks her sh*t like hocus, pocus
That boy dont want smoke, he ain't gon' blow sh*t, he hopeless
Pop up out the cut and I'ma f*ck you, over
Now we ridin' round like the mof*ckin' Rover
Now I'm ridin' round like a mof*ckin' chauffeur
Moves them packs jus' like a soldier, ain't no patches on my shoulder
Ditchin' all my classes just to serve it to the smokers
Then I hit up toker, then I hit up Joker
I seen a lotta sh*t, but that ain't what I told the poperz
I had a lotta straps, but I ain't never had no holster
Bullets bouncin' off the walls, I put a n*gga on a poster
Bambi, tell that b*tch only come over if she sober
I just got the face, then I booked, I ain't poke her
Carve a n*gga face, now he look like the Joker
A n*gga hit the dirt if he cross like motor
n*gga gettin' wet, if I pull a Super Soaker (Pull)
[Chorus: Yung Bambi]
Diamonds on my di*k, she wanna focus
On my old b*tch, praying she don't notice
That b*tch ride my di*k like she a focus
Pop a Addy, focus, swear she on the Forbes list
And that b*tch telling me she dirty dancing
Well she cappin', that b*tch never lasting
If that b*tch say that she ain't never smashing
Why I smash then pass then?
And had her bring her best friend