FRIGHT lyrics

[Intro]
(Who made that beat, Mojo?)
(That b*tch go crazy)
(sh*t, these boys ain't ready for this)

[Verse 1]
All of my opps, I wipe
Put a f*ck n*gga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites
f*ck it, gon' dirty my Sprite
Like, f*ck it, I pull up and leave him in fright
Huh, you know what it is, n*gga
Put a f*ck n*gga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites
f*ck it, gon' dirty my Sprite
Like, f*ck it, I pull up and show 'em my height
Not look at f*ck n*ggas, they b*tches they hot
Them [?] sharks, you know that they bite

[Verse 2]
f*ck it, we don't give a f*ck 'bout your set, lil boy
We lower the volume, [?], then we forget the boy
My baby she alrеady know what the vibe is, she pull up and wеt 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 f*cks bout sh*t, they gon ignore the help
You never been, f*ck it, I'll take you to hell
Well, f*ck it, them .223s hit 'em they going to hell
f*ck it, I'm wishin em well
I hate these n*ggas that be steady fishing for sales, well f*ck it they pinching theyselves
.223s sound like a bomb, they go through your house, they already p*ssing theyselves
And I did this sh*t on my own, need no help
Well, f*ck 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 f*ck it I'm healing myself
f*ck it, I'm healing myself, like f*ck it, I pull up, I'm killing yourself
[Outro]
f*ck 'bout your set, boy
f*ck 'bout your set, boy
f*ck 'bout your set, boy
I pull in the Urus, I'm passing the 'Vette
You talking that sh*t, give a f*ck what you said