FOGGY BRAIN lyrics

by

Willy Cardiac


[Intro]
Where your boy at? (Idk)
He talk too much n*gga
He gon’ get f*cked up

[Hook]
From the 6 to the ends
Call my gang said it’s time for the show
I don’t smoke no roach
2 big blunts with a 6 & a 4
Where yo b*tch, Idk
Don’t ask questions we don’t know
In a blacked-out Benz
n*ggas talk sh*t till I pull up and they ghost

[Verse 1]
Yea my blood been deep
Smoke weed, then I roll up the keef
Heard your new song leaked last week
Played it and it put me to sleep
Zz man I caught some zs
I ain’t had some in a couple weeks
Coz your b*tch she gon’ suck that slow
She gone suck that suck that
Suck that slow uh

[Bridge 1]
Yea my b*tch wilding
Got no texts
Choppa got you running
Got no bae
Yea my b*tch she keep keep keep keep
Sending texts
Yea she gonna weep weep weep weep
Private Texts
Yea my b*tch she widing

[Verse 2]
Hairdresser said I look pretty
f*cked her once and I said I’m leaving
Turnt up got the whole trap buzzing
Talk sh*t then I call up my cousin
Rock gang, n*gga we don’t rock stussy
Punk gang, n*gga we don’t rock puffys
Smoke gas then I feel a little stiffy
Call your girl up
She say that she need me

[Bridge]
Yea my b*tch wilding
Got no texts
Choppa got you running
Got no bae
Yea my b*tch she keep (keep, keep, keep)
Sending texts
Yea she gonna weep (weep, weep)
Private Texts
Yea my b*tch she wildin'

[Hook]
From the 6 to the ends
Call my gang said it’s time for the show
I don’t smoke no roach
2 big blunts with a 6 & a 4
Where yo b*tch, Idk
Don’t ask questions we don’t know
In a blacked-out Benz
n*ggas talk sh*t till I pull up and they ghost

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