FOOLI$H MAN lyrics

[Intro]
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

[Chorus]
Steady speakin' on my name, you a (You a groupie, n*gga)
n*gga dissin' for same fame, you's a (n*gga, what you mean?)
n*gga reachin', that's my chain, you a (n*gga, what the f*ck?)
Like I won't let this b*tch bang, you's a (Like I won't let it, bah)
Made that thottie ho your main, you a (Heard you did what?)
Heard you gave that b*tch a ring, you's a (pus*y did, nah)
I wouldn't give that ho a thing, you a (I wouldn't give a thing)
Kick her out like Martin Payne, you's a (Go, go, go)

[Verse 1]
Damn fool, don't chase b*tches, didn't they teach you that in school? (Huh)
That's some sh*t that I was taught before I learned to tie my shoes (Facts)
Soon as you run out of money, she on to another dude (Yeah)
She don't like n*ggas who broke, she tryna f*ck the who's who (Yeah)
Said he wanna go to war not knowin' it's a lose-lose (Yeah)
I'm gettin' sloppy from your main boo, I left her knees bruised (Ugh)
How you beefin' and you starvin'? Bruh look like he need food (How?)
Baby, come f*ck with a baller, b*tch, you need to leave dude (Come on)
n*ggas act like they thuggin' but really be scared, how you leave the house without that yeah? (Huh)
I ain't havin' no opps, don't get put on that leash just because of some sh*t that you said (No)
Bro keep that fire like a student keep pencils, a n*gga play stupid, I fill him with lead (Fah, fah)
I might f*ck on that b*tch like I love her, then dip out the blue, quick to leave 'em on read (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Steady speakin' on my name, you a (You a groupie, n*gga)
n*gga dissin' for same fame, you's a (n*gga, what you mean?)
n*gga reachin', that's my chain, you a (n*gga, what the f*ck?)
Like I won't let this b*tch bang, you's a (Like I won't let it, bah)
Made that thottie ho your main, you a (Heard you did what?)
Heard you gave that b*tch a ring, you's a (pus*y did, nah)
I wouldn't give that ho a thing, you a (I wouldn't give a thing)
Kick her out like Martin Payne, you's a (Ho, you gotta roll)

[Verse 2]
Thought you a gangster, why the f*ck you throw a rock and hide your hand for? (Fool)
Foolish man, that's some sh*t I probably never understand (Nah)
There's some sh*t I don't condone (Nope), that's why we can't get along (Nah)
Feet on top of my suitcase, that business what I'm standin' on (Oh)
Pillow talkin' to these b*tches, now you know you dead wrong (You dead wrong)
Play in person, bet I demonstrate the sh*t I say in songs (Yeah)
n*gga talkin' 'bout snatchin' when it start (What?), now you know your man's gone (Frrt)
Boy, you couldn't f*ck with this peak, I just took in my headphones

[Chorus]
Steady speakin' on my name, you a (You a groupie, n*gga)
n*gga dissin' for same fame, you's a (n*gga, what you mean?)
n*gga reachin', that's my chain, you a (n*gga, what the f*ck?)
Like I won't let this b*tch bang, you's a (Like I won't let it, bah)
Made that thottie ho your main, you a (Heard you did what?)
Heard you gave that b*tch a ring, you's a (pus*y did, nah)
I wouldn't give that ho a thing, you a (I wouldn't give a thing)
Kick her out like Martin Payne, you's a