Fox Boys lyrics

by

Screwly G


[Intro]
Mm
Uh, uh-uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh-huh
(Bust this right, then bust this left)
(Yo, Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Uh, uh, uh-huh

[Verse]
Uh, knock one off, shouldn't've not got caught slippin' (Rrah)
We just bought more chops and a few new Glocks, tryna put new B's on them b*tches (Rrah)
Must've ain't heard 'bout the last n*gga that we caught, ff-ff, couldn't duck them switches (Rrah)
I go to jail, then I'm makin' my bail, told bae, "Hit the stash and come and get me" (Huh)
Yeah, uh, bond money good, I ain't doin' no sittin' (Uh-huh)
First n*gga caught when I spin that block (Rrah), I'ma drop my mask and bail out blickin' (Ff-ff-ff)
Runnin' from who? Man, these n*ggas be trippin'
Fell on his face (Pew) when the Drac' had tripped him (Pew)
What happened to— shh? Caught his ass and blitzed him
Tried clappin' his mans when I spinned, but missed him
We shot for n*ggas we ain't even know (Rrah), but we ain't even care 'cause they shouldn't've been with 'em (Pew-pew)
I get the call to my dog in the cell (Pew) and he can't make his bail, then I'm comin' to get him (Uh)
If you ain't get shot, then you ain't get caught (Rrah), we put opps in the grave and some in the 'spital
I swear I was totin' on sh*t way bigger than me, want B's ever since I was little
Yeah, uh (Pew), n*gga, f*ck rap, still spinnin' and drillin' (Pew, pew)
Signed me a deal, but I'm still in the field, can't leave just yet 'cause the smoke ain't finished (Pew, pew, pew)
Bibi and Dank keep callin' my phone, they mad as hell I won't leave the trenches (Pew, pew, pew)
I'm a known face tryna catch me a face, if the car ain't tinted, I can't get in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Yeah (Rrah), uh, bang them T's, double T with an A
What the f*ck is that? n*gga, TTA
Even know I got pape', still'll come through with Drac' (Pew, pew)
We shoot to kill, n*gga, STK (Pew)
See an opp while we ridin', still'll stomp on the brakes (Rrah)
Catch an opp tryna hustle, he die with his [play?] (Pew)
Dumbass tried to tussle, he got shot in his face (Pew, pew-pew-pew-pew)
Yeah, uh (Pew), SRT, hear the growl, hit the gas, make it shake
Put a B on the Glock, then we threw it in the lake (Uh-huh)
Send me a drop, and I slid (Uh), I ain't wait
Caught 'em outside, must've thought it was safe (Pew)
Shot at the crowd tryna work on my aim (Pew)
They told him to get up, he yellin' he can't (Pew)
Stood over his ass and I told him he ain't (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Run with the reaper, no, I ain't a saint
Catch a B in the G, then I fly to LA (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
Prolly move out the hood, get a spot in the A (Rrah)
Murder the opps, bury more than eight
Bulletproof truck, b*tch built like a tank (Huh)
Roll up the opps or we pour 'em in drank (Tss)
Call me a—, uh, in the streets, got rank
Lil' bro on the Add', I could tell by his face (Rrah)
Yeah, uh, bail out, drench, he run, we chase
Brrt, bah, switches, Drac'
n*ggas duckin' and runnin' all over the place (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
Dead-ass opps, ain't sh*t they can say (Pew)
Had to switch up my spot, heard they know where I lay (Pew-pew)
'Posed to be in the hills, but the hood where I stay (Pew)
Body for body, we want more brains (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
Yeah (Pew), uh (Pew), blew up in rap, must've thought I was finished
Flew to LA with Bibi and Dank, came back to the hood and I kept on spinnin' (Damn)
Opps keep changin' they blocks (Pew) and duckin' they tops, but we just gon' keep on bendin' (Pew-pew)
n*ggas be gangster online, they lyin' on crimes, we the ones who causin' the killings (Pew)
I ain't been takin' the rap sh*t serious enough (Uh-uh) 'cause I got a habit of drillin' (Uh)
Still been patchin' the opps and spinnin' they blocks like ain't finna be worth millions (The f*ck?)
Neighborhood hero, I'm savin' the day, but you know I still get love from the villains (Pew, pew)
Still want opp n*ggas dead, can't do it myself, I'll paid for the hats, start spinnin' (Pew, pew, pew-pew-pew-pew)
All my n*ggas demons, we leave sh*t bleedin', my mama say I need Jesus (Pew, pew, pew-pew-pew-pew)
Opp n*gga died and they b*tch ass cried (Pew), n*gga, that's what he get, ah-ha, we teasin' (Pew)
Leave sh*t dead and the reason they grievin'
Knew he was dead 'fore they did 'cause I seen it (Pew-pew)
Love me a Saks, and they love me a Neiman's
Scared go to church, better go see a deacon
[Outro]
My brother, n*gga
(Yo, Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
TT-STK, n*gga (Uh), you know, f*ck the opps, crazy, you know that
Uh
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