FSBB

(Savant) (Mark is on his way, boy) [Chorus] You stay up in yo lane nigga or you gon' get tagged One false move gon' get you flamed, faceshot, body-bag Tread from doly, don't need gang My whole life I been through pain Tell my shooters if I'm paying, faceshot, body-bag Run that score, I ain't no victim Pussy boy I'm on yo ass Better keep it bulletproof Bet I see you, I'ma blast Too much shit on my mind You better look behind Cause this'll be that time, faceshot, body-bag [Verse 1] Posted on that block, opps come through you better flock He don't up it, take that shot That mean he ain't one of mine 'Guettes on my neck, never worry when I step Front ya move, you gon' get left I bet my shooter give you nine I can't love no thot, I'm a rich youngin in his prime Ain't no hoe gon' change my mind If I'm piping she a dime If I piped her she a ten I said hold up bro you fine I just hit her once, and after that ain't pay that bitch no mind Had to focus, had to grind They hate but my shit in line I'm a boss and you a goofy nigga that's how life designed Broke, you stupid and you mad, stupid and you mad 50 piece up in my pockets I could put that on yo ass [Chorus] You stay up in yo lane nigga or you gon' get tagged One false move gon' get you flamed, faceshot, body-bag Tread from doly, don't need gang My whole life I been through pain Tell my shooters if I'm paying, faceshot, body-bag Run that score, I ain't no victim Pussy boy I'm on yo ass Better keep it bulletproof Bet I see you, I'ma blast Too much shit on my mind You better look behind Cause this'll be that time, faceshot, body-bag [Verse 2] I don't need no X, I don't need no pills Big .40 cal, I'ma shoot you in yo grill, when I pass you .40 sneeze, achoo, switch, brrat, slap you Done coming at you, but crazy how I lapped you I'm just that nigga in my city they be hating I ain't done nateing Bet' not bring the jakes in I hate the cap, these niggas pussy they be faking How you smoking bro, but you never on natething Tjay that's my name, see me doly and that's game Probably two switches on me ready to flame And niggas it be strange, boy don't switch up you don't change When you see shit fall in line and you like "I had everything" They left me by myself, and I had no one else The odds against me, fuck it, it's the hand that I was dealt And it's my chance to score, like I ain't got no more You know what Ima do with this shit- Imma get a belt [Chorus] You stay up in yo lane nigga or you gon' get tagged One false move gon' get you flamed, faceshot, body-bag Tread from doly, don't need gang My whole life I been through pain Tell my shooters if I'm paying, faceshot, body-bag Run that score, I ain't no victim Pussy boy I'm on yo ass Better keep it bulletproof Bet I see you, I'ma blast Too much shit on my mind You better look behind Cause this'll be that time, faceshot, body-bag