F.T.N. Lyrics

Aye Aye Look

Cold ass bitch call me Elsa Imma let em go

Had to let em know with any bitch I'll go toe to toe

Niggas ain't shit bitch all these niggas hoe to hoe

Money ain't shit The Realest Brat always show to show

If he a dog I'm a dog too

A bitch gon' be a bitch and that's the reason I don't call dude

He say I'm trippin' but that's all you

Supposed to ball if I call you don't stall you just fall through

Pussy nigga get a gun and think he running shit

I can call my niggas up for fun and know they coming quick

Always talk my shit a cut off lame off quick

I ain't tripping over dick can't play me like no bitch

The fuck once it's up it's stuck

You gon leave me cause I fucked off one time? Nigga yup

Stressin 'bout a nigga that's too much

I'm all about the money nigga run it run it up

It's my season got a reason for they mad ass

And I'll set this bitch off Boosie Badazz

Hit the nigga like a blunt then Imma pass that

Real Florida bitch Let em go you can have that

You acting funny give you bitches somethin to laugh at

Fifty feet 'fore I make you bitches back back

R.I.P a bitch turn it to a hashtag

Bitches screaming smoke 'til I pull up with the gas mask

Fuck that nigga

Don't trust no nigga

Bitch I'm married to the money

Don't cuff no nigga

Fuck that nigga

Don't trust no nigga

Bitch I'm married to the money

Don't cuff no nigga

Fuck that nigga

Fuck that nigga

Fuck that nigga

Fuck that nigga

Fuck that nigga

Can't trust a nigga I could never make em my dude

Ain't got no patience pass em quicker than a drive through

Ain't with yo games boy this ain't high school

Put yo pride to the side behind you

And I don't want no scrub

All about the Benjamins don't want no love

How they sleeping on me but they woke me up

You ain't you ain't dissing on me but you spoke me up

I ain't dissing I don't even see the slick shots

Bitch I'm pissing time is ticking check my wrist watch

Quick to slap a hoe flip her out her flip flops

I be all in Gucci While you bitches be at gift shops

This ain't no drill you know every bitch get got

Kept it real from the bottom to the tip top

You say you rappin but you cappin this ain't hip hop

Mixtape Season gettin ready for the big drop