FEO lyrics

[Verse 1: Fat Nick & Ugly God]
Keep me a stick and I pick up the mop
I just love me a Glock, got me dumpin' through blocks
Pull off the switch, bet they all gonna hit
Now the Hellcat go fast, see the dash, make it flip
Uh, she wanna suck on a young n*gga di*k
'Cause she know that I'm turnt and I'm all 'bout a lick
Run up a check, give a f*ck 'bout a b*tch
Be out the way, I ain't up in the mix
Get money, my [?][0:19] totin' Glocks for the C-notes
Now I got money, he call me his best bro
My Draco [?][0:23], he shootin' his free-throw
I pour me a pint and I mix in the Faygo
Look, I ain't drop sh*t in 'bout two or three years
But I still got the motion, it's just on the d-low
He lovin' and cuffin' that ho, he a hero
I'ma get back and take care of my people
Lil' baggеr, you talkin', it's six figures up
Pop me a oxy, my face, it got stuck
Lеft me, my old b*tch, she ran outta luck
And I roll by the pound, so that b*tch keep it stuffed
If you don't answer my call, then [?][0:41]
I'ma call you again and I'm givin' it up
But as soon as you hit me, I'm pickin' it up
I'm out in Miami, I'm livin' it up
[Chorus: Ugly God]
I'm at the top, but I'm here with the bros
[?][0:48], we turnt on the road
I keep on my hand on the blick while I'm hittin' these hoes
I'ma grab on her ass while I grip on the pole
If a b*tch actin' up, make her sit on the road
If n*ggas is cappin', we get 'em exposed
You know how I be when I get in that mode
I get it and go, I'm like, "n*gga, for sure"
I'm at the top, but I'm here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
I keep on my hand on the blick while I'm hittin' these hoes
I'ma grab on her ass while I grip on the pole
If a b*tch actin' up, make her sit on the road
If n*ggas is cappin', we get 'em exposed
You know how I be when I get in that mode
I get it and go, I'm like, "n*gga, for sure"

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
This that all-new Benz truck
Tell 'em double back, then we get back, get back
Drop the whole check on your b*tch socks
Good luck keepin' up, you ain't get your b*tch back
Mixin' [?][1:22] with Rick
Hittin' your chest like some Vicks
Over, my b*tch gotta dip
Ho, don't talk back, 'cause I bought you them lips
Bought her a bag and she back to the streets
b*tch smokin' di*k, then she upgrade on me
Ran me the bags up, right with the team
Y'all made it corny, I put down the lean
[Chorus: Ugly God]
I'm at the top, but I'm here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
I keep on my hand on the blick while I'm hittin' these hoes
I'm grab on her ass while I grip on the pole
If a b*tch actin' up, make her sit on the road
If n*ggas is cappin', we get 'em exposed
You know how I be when I get in that mode
I get it and go, I'm like, "n*gga, for sure"
I'm at the top, but I'm here with the bros
[?], we turnt on the road
I keep on my hand on the blick while I'm hittin' these hoes
I'm grab on her ass while I grip on the pole
If a b*tch actin' up, make her sit on the road
If n*ggas is cappin', we get 'em exposed
You know how I be when I get in that mode
I get it and go, I'm like, "n*gga, for sure"