FWTG lyrics

[Intro: Omelly]
Murder!
Ay, Ay, Ay

[Hook: Omelly]
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o my clip and my burner
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers b*tch, ballin' on purpose

[Verse 1: Omelly]
[?], a n*gga came from nothing
Damn right a n*gga had to hustle
Suckin' cars, really chasing money
Had a lot of them nights, stomach used to rumble
You can tell I'm really from the jungle
Got to stack up them hundreds, I'm still humble
Labels callin', I don't need nothin'
I'm certified, yeah I'm hands on if I got to put my mans on
I f*ck with my plug, never ran off
You know I don't play 'bout the fam' dog
Walk up, I'ma blow your head off
[Hook: Omelly]
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers b*tch, ballin' on purpose

[Verse 2: Oschino]
f*ck with the clique and get murdered
[?], still kept a burner
Momma screaming, oh lord you should've heard her
[?] drum n*gga, that sh*t get you murdered
Run through the [?]
Run through your team like I'm [?]
First 48, no commercial
I guess you [?] for a circle
[?] to your front door, we will murk you
Kidnap your b*tch just to hurt you
Run and take sh*t, don't let [?] in my circle
Only family matter like n*gga [?]
Caught them slipping n*gga like [?]

[Hook: Omelly]
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers b*tch, ballin' on purpose
[Verse 1: Omelly]
Brrr!
Pumping the clip
Brand new AK, came with a clip
Come around tryin'a [?] on the [?]
f*ck around and get your whole whip flipped
First gat was a ruger
Yeah I took it from a noodle
pus*y n*gga try ask for it back I told that sucka I [?]
Slide through the trenches with the heater on me
Don't get out of pocket, I leave you homie
Cook that work up in the bleader n*gga
f*ck around and get your life ended

[Hook: Omelly]
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on this thirty
Double my cup, I got syrup in it
Extend-o on my clip and my burner
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
f*ck with the gang you get murdered
I just went up on my verses
We the chasers b*tch, ballin' on purpose