F.U.T.C lyrics

[Intro]
Ronny E niqqa
Zoocci Coke Dope He's the dealer

[Verse 1: Die Mondez]
Yeah
Smokin' on the loud f*ck being subtle
Rolling with the goonies from the dirty it's some trouble
If a n*gga talkin' dirty then it's dirty how we done him
When I see him, he be duckin' so f*ck him
And I ain't even with the fake sh*t
Move like a boss I don't say sh*t
I'm on another level, Your favourite rappers can't equate this
f*ck your opinion, f*ck em all don't need no validation
Let's see if you tough, Pull up on 'em with the smoke like a n*gga Jamaican, woah
Out with the old then in with the new
I know my n*ggas gon' make it to heaven cause mama keep praying for me and the crew
Even though I know I don't, I'm still out here rapping like I got something to prove
Real big man ting, how I do it?
It's gon' take a giant to fill up my shoes
Run out of f*cks to give, I'm Iced out
Pull the plug he gon' bring the stash out
Grams of marijuana I got the stu' looking like a trap house
I swear a n*gga in his bag, pull up in the city with a couple bands now
Got your wifey pulling up to the mad house, you and your n*ggas mad now
[Chorus: Yung Swiss]
We 'bout to f*ck the city up
f*ck everybody ain't feelin' us
I'm 'bout to get my money up
And all my n*ggas is comin' up
I need a coupe, foreigner
I need a boo, foreigner, sh*t
And if I'm goin' up then all of my n*ggas is goin' up
We 'bout to f*ck the city up
f*ck everybody ain't feelin' us
I'm 'bout to get my money up
And all my n*ggas is comin' up
I need a coupe, foreigner
I need a boo, foreigner, sh*t
And if I'm goin' up then all of my n*ggas is goin' up

[Verse 2: Die Mondez]
I need a big coupe, Bentley truck so I could ride around the city
Tell 'em get the windows tinted, so your b*tch could blow me in it
And now we finally up in the building man I could tell you how I'm feelin'
I've been grinding for a minute, I go harder than these n*ggas
From '96 to beyond, I've been hot since the beginning
All of my n*ggas is on, whole squad full of winners
Acting like I'm not the illest, offended how they put me up with beginners
Said it before, I say it again if you feelin' froggy n*gga ribbit
I need me a big forehead cutie, an island ting like Rihanna
Do my ting o lil mama, keep her heated like a sauna
Back in the city, I call up my plug he got the loudest marijuana
Back again like karma
We can do it if you wanna
Full clip 16s n*ggas duckin' in the stu' when I'm locked in
If it's f*ck em then it's f*ck em but I never miss when I shoot I'm a marksman
Had my back against the wall, I'll run out of breath before I run outta options
Tryna get my money up, I got family out in the projects
[Chorus: Yung Swiss]
We 'bout to f*ck the city up
f*ck everybody ain't feelin' us
I'm 'bout to get my money up
And all my n*ggas is comin' up
I need a coupe, foreigner
I need a boo, foreigner, sh*t
And if I'm goin' up then all of my n*ggas is goin' up
We 'bout to f*ck the city up
We 'bout to f*ck the city up
I need a coupe, foreigner
I need a boo, foreigner, sh*t
And if I'm goin' up then all of my n*ggas is goin' up