Heads Or Tails lyrics

by

FWC Big Key


[Intro: Mari Red]
Yeah, yeah
(Really, J? You did it again) G7

[Verse 1: Mari Red]
All these f*ckin' chains like a slave ship (Yeah)
It's still f*ck a opp and his mama with a aged di*k (Aight)
Drop a Scat and a CPN when the tray hit (Grrah, grrah)
Double back on his main b*tch if the brain lit
Twenty thousand, all hundreds, I ain't got no change, b*tch (Nah)
Put the same twenty on his head, they gon' flame sh*t (Flame)
Pull up with the work right on time like I changed shift (Yeah)
Switchy on the back of everything so I can't miss
How the b*tch be thick with all that ass, but can't take di*k?
Hate goin' on drills with no mask, I'ma leave somethin' (For real)
Shh, hold on, I think my fed caught me
Try to slide, Draco slow him down like a speed bump (Aight)
n*gga asked me do I got my strap, put the beam on (For real)
That's like askin' n*ggas that's in jail if they need somethin'
Was a lick, thought he had a sale, I put Tweez on him
Phew, let me breathe on it
b*tch bad, but she bald head, threw some weave on her (Aight)
Rich n*gga, I ain't Rich Boy, threw some D on her
Then I made her drive to the O with a ki on us
I'm a dog, but a pus*y better not throw a flee on me (Ah)
I'm a dog, chase a n*gga down if I see somethin' (Yeah)
I'm a dog movin' with aggression, I got teeth showin' (Yeah)
They want smoke, it ain't sh*t that I can't handle
Crunch time, I won't fold, b*tch, I can't panic
Pistol-whip a n*gga with the K handle (Aight)
Way before I ever had the Drac', had the [?][1:12] (Yeah)
Slid on the opps with a revolver, it ain't jam (Yeah)
Big .44'll blow a pus*y n*gga like eight candles (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: FWC Big Key]
f*ck these n*ggas, what these n*ggas had for Key? (f*ck n*ggas)
Mari a G7, but G a 17 (I got a Glock)
Can't talk pape', they think I'm speakin' Japanese
I sent the 'Gram, bro can hit her after me (Go on 'head)
Boy, I can't hit her raw, but I smack down b*tches
Clutchin' on my baby Drac', I'm in Yak Town with it
If you wanna die today, then just act out, n*gga
I can never get a job 'cause my background vicious
I'm with Mari Red sippin' red with the killers (What's up, Mari Red?)
The chopper got a stand, it's a leg in the pistol
Enough with all that playin', call my mans, he'll get you (Shh)
Just burned another whip, we hit heads in a rental
High as hell in the Redeye, lucky I caught the wheel (I'm high)
Scoop my Pontiac b*tch, take her to Auburn Hills (Great Lakes)
I got pape', it ain't enough, bro, I want all the Ms (I want all the Ms)
I'm a shark, they think we dolphins, I want all the fins (b*tch)

[Outro: FWC Big Key]
CashGang sh*t, 24
f*ck goin' on
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