Fūin lyrics

[Intro]
Benjamins inside my pocket c*ck the Glock I'm talking 'bout
If the kid try rolling up then I bet I is popping sounds like
(Gun Sounds)
Poppin' rounds until i'm talk of town
f*ck around and turn the 336 into Chicago...

[Verse]
Benjamins inside my pocket c*ck the Glock I'm talking 'bout
If the kid try rolling up then I bet I is popping sounds like
(Gun Sounds)
Poppin' rounds until i'm talk of town
f*ck around and turn the 336 into Chicago now
Who the f*ck you know can slang the dope and spit the writtens quick
Not to mention adding up these b*tches like arithmetics
I got policies about giving a hoe apologies
This girl don't talk to me at all 'cause a youngin' is getting rich
Saving the game
I do not play any games
Y'all cannot get in my lane
You thought I was playin'
My burner automatic aim
You really 'finna catch a fade
Hoe give me face
As soon as she finish I'm telling her get out my place
But she want a taste
The problem with hoes is that they don't know how to wash they own plates
Feeling' gassed up dropped a molly in my styrofoam
My friends all f*cking ditched me so I don't know who is driving home
She wanna' be my wifey I honestly only like her dome
The only wifey I got is this paper and my microphone
[Outro]
Fūin
Yeah, Meltycanon, Yung Aloe doing big sh*t
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You already know
8tracks, Aloeboyz
Yeah

[End]