FWM lyrics

[Chorus]
I got the bag and now she f*ckin' wit me
She wanna f*ck a hoe, she know that we ain't f*ckin' for free
Why lie, I was broke, now I got gwop in my jeans
I love my Nike baby girl man, I don't f*ck with Mqueens
I been thinking 'bout a mansion, yeah I'm stuck in my dreams
I might hit the strip, I might just f*ck up the T
I know a couple brudda's that'll f*ck up the re
I don't f*ck with them, I know they f*cking with me

[Verse 1]
Man there's suttin' you should know, man I'm a real trap boy
Don't lack, no cap, straight facts now you know that I'm the goat
I hit the T whole week, I was down, runny nose
Same clothes, man I knew I had to blow
Man I don't f*ck with these fake hoes
I'm in the bando, I gotta see how my day goes
If I'm gonna blow then I'm bringing my main bros
I'm ducking from police with my G's on the main road
And you ain't nevеr seen your mother cry
You're too busy getting jiggy with thе other side
My n*gga Ricky got the stiffy on the other side
You're a pus*yhole for f*cking with them other guys
I can tell that they ain't down for me
I know they fake cah' they never hold a round for me
Man it was bound to be, I was bound to see
I know they fake cah' they never hold a round for me
[Chorus]
I got the bag and now she f*ckin' wit me
She wanna f*ck a hoe, she know that we ain't f*ckin' for free
Why lie, I was broke, now I got gwop in my jeans
I love my Nike baby girl man, I don't f*ck with Mqueens
I been thinking 'bout a mansion, yeah I'm stuck in my dreams
I might hit the strip, I might just f*ck up the T
I know a couple brudda's that will f*ck up the re
I don't f*ck with them, I know they f*cking with me

[Verse 2]
Tell me why a young n*gga heartless
I got this money and I put it where my heart is
If you my broski, you my broski, that's regardless
I really see some n*ggas move retarded
I really seen some brudda's turn to fake friends
They say they down but I seen the money change them
Seen a lot of paigans, put it on my life that a n*gga wouldn't pay them
f*ck it I don't rate them, f*ck it I don't rate them
I seen their head spin when I walked in
Automatic but I'm steppin' wit' the hawk ting
I'm surrounded by demons, I guess I'm haunted
In the game they don't know the pain I brought in
Shout my Akhi's, free my jiggas, all my dargy's
He said he down for me, I told him say wallahi
My brodie, my CoDee, yeah that's my chargey
Straight peace when I'm looking at the car key
[Chorus]
I got the bag and now she f*ckin' wit me
She wanna f*ck a hoe, she know that we ain't f*ckin' for free
Why lie, I was broke, now I got gwop in my jeans
I love my Nike baby girl man, I don't f*ck with Mqueens
I been thinking 'bout a mansion, yeah I'm stuck in my dreams
I might hit the strip, I might just f*ck up the T
I know a couple brudda's that will f*ck up the re
I don't f*ck with them, I know they f*cking with me