Fantastic 4 lyrics

[Intro: Smokingskul]
(You hop on any other n*gga's beats)
([?], f*ck you)
(I love DJ GREN8DE)
12, yeah

[Verse 1: Smokingskul]
Goofy bag, everything good
n*gga got kicked out, out his own hood (Bah, boom)
AR got kick, watch how I run down with that blick
Feel like I'm homeless with that stick
Watch how I spazz n*gga, with that tic
You don't got them guns n*gga, from the field
AR-15, we gon' run down ([?])
FaZe set, don't get gunned down
You are not shooting, put that gun down
Watch how I slide n*gga, with that hundred-round, hundred-round
Put your head down when I come 'round, come around
Glock with suppressor, it don't make a sound, make a sound
Head count make him lose a pound, lose a pound
Where his head at? Go check the lost and found

[Verse 2: midwxst]
(n*gga want—) n*gga wanna talk 'til he get shot down (On god)
He don't want smoke 'causе he get shot down (Yeah)
Told lil' bro, "Put thе damn shots down" (Yeah)
Walkin' out shows n*gga, like Rolling Loud (Yeah)
n*gga want smoke, get put in the clouds (Yeah)
Made a 100k n*gga, that's no doubt (Yeah)
Made 10k n*gga, that's right now
Hold up, yeah, they find his body like they Nancy Drew (On god)
Religion on me, you know that it's true (Yeah)
n*ggas just talkin', the f*ck you gon' do? (b*tch, what you gon' do?)
Ayy, sh*t not adding up like it's two plus two (Like two times two)
Think he finna win, that boy gon' lose (Ayy, he gon' lose)
He [?] that [?] like a goddamn [?], b*tch
[Verse 3: 1oneam]
Pop out with that blick (Blick)
I run it up, I'm juggin' this sh*t
Me and lil' gang, we got them sticks
That boy, he fold, he not on sh*t (Ayy)
I'm rockin' (N)INE, this ain't no Rick (No)
Blow me a bag, but this ain't sh*t
Sippin' on red (Red), mud what I sip (Ayy, ayy)
Freaky ass b*tch, she want the di*k (Hah)
Ride 'round with the pole
Dot on his head, dot on his nose (Nose)
[?] on me, these hoes low
That n*gga fake, he a no-go (Hah, hah)
Snowbunny b*tch look like some snow
Yeah I'm so high, eyelids so closed
Doin' him dirty, wiping his nose
Boy I'm so clean, yeah, so cold

[Verse 4: Okaymar]
That b*tch wanna f*ck on me, bro I know (Yeah)
I'm [?], spend a bag on the clothes (Clothes)
He want some smoke, put the beam on his nose (Nose)
Who are you, lil' bro? I don't know (Ha)
Look at Mar b*tch, yeah I'm in my glow (Glow)
Kick sh*t with my f*ckin' bros (With my bro)
f*ck that b*tch, make her hit a pose (Pose)
Off the Perc' boy, I'm too slow (Frrt)
Told Zen throw a pack in the endzone (Yeah)
In school, I was [?]
f*ck a b*tch then I f*ck her friends, bro
Hit a jugg, skrrt off in the Benz, though
[?], shoot him in the back (Back)
Wake up, roll up, smoke pack (Pack)
You a b*tch boy, that's a fact (Fact)
Off of the Perc', itchin' like it's crack (Crack)
[Outro]
I don't give a f*ck, it makes me sleep good at night