F.H.B. Lyrics

See the shit i'm on like

They could say this about me, say that about me but

They ain't really doin' nothin' when it comes this

All I know is you ain't never came up in my conversations

Ayy

Yeah, Skrt off like when the bitches in the condo

Yeah, C-Class at 21 I took the high road

Yeah, these days I get what I'm owed

Like every time with my eyes closed

I could count it up that's how my mind goes

To a different position

I wanna fuck me some industry bitches and leave 'em on seen

I don't got time to be doin' no dishes cause lately I just ain't been living too clean

I been kickin' all these different commitments i ain't complicit if they speakin' to me

Wasn't clickin' I was smokin' that potent until I was Vietnamese

Ya I used to stay blunted

Ya I used to stay blunted

Ya I really had to stray from it

Ya I got away from it

Said I'm the one, I'm calling it 800

Say your time like your bitch cause it ain't comin'

Way too many nights that I had to go to sleep with a ached stomach

Got my chains on in the crib, just to remind me what it is

That shit like gold medals see the rose pedals cause I'm married to it I admit

They did some dirt on me in the past, but they never last they might come in fifth

I need some church homie that's a fact the way that I act I'm taking a risk

They talkin' back I get 'em dismissed, they ain't got no class, these classics I spit

They don't know the half, they happen to diss, then I'm on they ass they crashin' they Whip

Then I hit the gas I'm lappin' they shit

I had to make it apparent

I only had one of those imma still son 'em tho I make em vámonos so incoherent

Cause I ain't been seeing no threats

White Air Force Ones on that's the only thing that really keep me in check

Out of pocket like the keys on they neck

Makin' moves like a visa express

I let that breathe just a sec

Bitch i'm a dog

Chevrolet be the only way that imma be in the 'Vette

She all up on me she smell like my Gucci cologne

Remember when I was still flippin' dinero these bitches just wanted to leave me alone

Now all that shit changed, yeah

I just wanna whip range, tryna explain

I might cross the line like I switched lanes, got a problem with it I'm the shit mane

How you know it's a body

I got some hoes in the back and big bro in the shotty

It's poetry bitches gon' notice me probably

They all in they feelings like Jodeci got me

I'm just being cocky I get but y'all sound so Fuckin pathetic they load up Beretta's to Stop Me

Shit, said they load up Beretta's to stop me I'm gone