From 3 lyrics

[Intro]
Fbee
If a n*gga talk sh*t, he get popped on me
Time to walk a n*gga down, let's count down from— (Fbee)
If a n*gga talk sh*t, he get popped on me
Time to walk a n*gga down, let's cou— (Fbee)
If a n*gga talk sh*t, he get popped on me
Time to walk a n*gga down, let's count down from three
n*gga wanted the 1, but I served 'em the 3
I spent bags on drip in Givenchy
Real slime nine, n*ggas, I'm throwin' up B
I'on f*ck with these n*gga, they nothin' like me (Sensei, I hate you)
Fah, fah, gang, fbee

[Chorus]
If a n*gga talk sh*t, he get popped on me
Time to walk a n*gga down, lеt's count down from three
n*gga wanted the 1, but I servеd 'em the 3
I spent bags on drip in Givenchy
Real slime nine, n*gga, I'm throwin' up B
I'on f*ck with these n*ggas, they nothin' like me
Ion' f*ck with these n*ggas, they pus*y as f*ck
Out LA In a black truck, ARP tucked
I'on know why these rap n*ggas dissin', they cookie
Catch 'em real life, n*gga, scary as f*ck
Catch a lil' rapper, I'll leave his ass slumped
Heard your new sh*t, my n*gga, it's dump
n*gga-n*ggas can't talk about money with me
'Cause they dumbass ain't nearly ran up enough
I be outside with n*ggas on gang sh*t
n*ggas outside trying to catch 'em a score
n*ggas speak on my name, but they really on lame sh*t
Keep on talkin' 'til they meetin' the Lord
I might catch a n*gga stroafin' while he tryna perform
n*ggas could've stayed solid, why you had to inform?
pus*y boy try me or gang take his ass to the morgue
If I ever go broke, I'ma hop on Tor
[Verse]
If you ever go broke, you prolly sellin' ass
n*ggas really be broke, that's why they so mad
n*ggas be in they bity, getting took out for bad
I be in my bity, I'm duckin' from task
You see me and my gang? Everybody a vet
I'm duckin' secret service, I'm duckin' detects
n*ggas love talkin' sh*t, but we still ain't met
If I catch a rap n*gga, I'll whip out that tec' (It's KA$HWAYZ or no ways, n*gga)
On gang, gang, fah, fah, gang, fbee

[Chorus]
If a n*gga talk sh*t, he get popped on me
Time to walk a n*gga down, let's count down from three
n*gga wanted the 1, but I served 'em the 3
I spent bags on drip in Givenchy
Real slime nine, n*gga, I'm throwin' up B
I'on f*ck with these n*ggas, they nothin' like me
Ion' f*ck with these n*ggas, they pus*y as f*ck
Out LA In a black truck, ARP tucked
I'on know why these rap n*ggas dissin', they cookie
Catch 'em real life, n*gga, scary as f*ck
Catch a lil' rapper, I'll leave his ass slumped
Heard your new sh*t, my n*gga, it's dump
n*gga-n*ggas can't talk about money with me
'Cause they dumbass ain't nearly ran up enough
I be outside with n*ggas on gang sh*t
n*ggas outside trying to catch 'em a score
n*ggas speak on my name, but they really on lame sh*t
Keep on talkin' 'til they meetin' the Lord
I might catch a n*gga stroafin' while he tryna perform
n*ggas could've stayed solid, why you had to inform?
pus*y boy try me or gang take his ass to the morgue
If I ever go broke, I'ma hop on Tor