FTO lyrics

[Intro]
(Ghosty)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Gang with me, Flockas with me
The goons with me, got the Rey with me
Look, grrah, grrah, grrah

[Verse]
pus*y boy, why you bluffin'? I don't wanna talk, no, I ain't for discussion, look (Nope)
Try to run, we gon' dust him, treat him like Skelly, lil' n*gga, I plucked him, look (Stupid)
Oh, he said it was lit, when I woke up at 6 at the lockout, I punched him (Dummy)
We be bendin' with sticks, chopper, I'll let it rip, Sosa flocked at his muffin (Grrt)
Told 'em spin through the Rey and the Flocks is outside, no, we not for the rumblin' (Grrah, grrah)
Wan Billy the ooter, he shoot him, he hit him, then he get to duckin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
If he back out his pole, it don't blow, that's his ass, my adrenaline pumpin' (Stupid)
Brodiе told me just chill 'cause I'm still up on papers, told Liki to dump it (Grrta)
Two Flocks, two chops, hop out on thеy block, bet they get to runnin' (Runnin')
He gon' trip on his lace, he gon' fall on his face, bet that boy kept on stumblin' (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And y'all n*ggas be cappin', ain't happen, when I spin, bet y'all n*ggas start runnin' (Don't run)
When we spin through the T's, if I don't got the gun, throw him right in the Hudson (Look)
I been tryna just chill and not bend with the steel, but these n*ggas be buggin'
Edai said he was SevK, he on the Sev, oh, he think that's Kay Flock? (No, he not, no, he not)
n*gga, get off my block, Edai, you a rat, you was walkin' with cops (Dummy)
EK just hopped out the OJ, hit him if he bunny hop
Gang-gang gon' spin through both ways, b*tch, we blitzin' n*ggas' blocks
Gang on his heels tryna beat 'em, they didn't know that he was shot (Stupid)
Dougz pop out, get to squeezin', tryna get him, but he got (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And y'all rappin' about chains that we took like if n*ggas, they don't know our bop
AMilly, you folk? Gang took your pole, lucky you ain't get shot (pus*y)
And my slimes on that sh*t, pull up, let it rip, pus*y, they wipe your snot
Free JoWvttz, b*tch, he be buggin', they had to put him in a box
(Free JoWvttz, b*tch, he be buggin', they had to put him in a box)
And he said that we kids, though, when we pop out, b*tch, I keep a stick, though (b*tch)
.40 bark like some Bristo, when this sh*t spark, this sh*t look like a disco (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Got a beam, so how can I miss, though? Packin' some sh*t that'll knock down a hippo (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Get low, limbo, shoot 'til my wrist broke, free Mr. Empty Extendos
[Outro]
Grrt
Gang, gang, gang, n*gga
Suck my di*k
Free the guys 'til I see the guys, n*gga
RIP the guys, disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, n*gga
Stupid, suck my di*k