FTBZ 4 LIFE lyrics

[Chorus]
Just look at my bank account
I ran up my mo'f*ckin' money, so that's why these n*ggas, they hating now
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, I hit from the back, she don't want me to take it out
I'm mixing the Xanax with the Rohypnol like Jesse Jones
I was stuck in Moline 'cause Mathew wouldn't take me home
I was stuck in Pine Ridge 'cause Mathew wouldn't take me home
And yo' b*tch got mileage, yeah, the whole gang ran through your ho
And I'm sippin' on codiene, I got Wockhardt in my styrofoam

[Verse]
Yeah, told that b*tch Madison, "Don't call me no more"
I f*cked your b*tch, yeah, I sl*tted your whore
Run up on me, I send shots at your door (Door), yeah
And I got a Van Cleef on my double neck, and two Cartier's
And I'm f*ckin' this dyke b*tch, and she telling me that she don't wanna be gay
And I'm FTBZ, yeah, I got that name from darkest days
It was like six years ago I told Madison, "Don't walk away"

[Interlude]
I feel bad for any n*gga that trys to date that b*tch, 'cause she just won't leave me alone
I mean she'll have a boyfriend and still try to call me
All the time but that b*tch is on a block list, like I'm on some FTBZ sh*t
I don't give a f*ck

[Chorus]
Just look at my bank account
I ran up my mo'f*ckin' money, so that's why these n*ggas, they hating now
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, I hit from the back, she don't want me to take it out
I'm mixing the Xanax with the Rohypnol like Jesse Jones
I was stuck in Moline 'cause Mathew wouldn't take me home
I was stuck in Pine Ridge 'cause Mathew wouldn't take me home
And yo' b*tch got mileage, yeah, the whole gang ran through your ho
And I'm sippin' on codiene, I got Wockhardt in my styrofoam