[Intro: Black Fortune]
Pours a four in it (D-Diego)
Aw, ugh
[Chorus: Black Fortune]
My grandma don't know I got outside blazin', war vet', but I'm still big mama baby (Ugh)
Nigga, your flow and your style outdated, ho, you in the presence of greatness (Aw, ugh)
Murder niggas and then bash the decadence, that weapon inside of my core metal plated (Brrt, brrt)
Gamble with my life, I been parlayin' (Yeah, damn), I thought about baggin' a table in Vegas (Aw, ugh)
My youngins move with a murderous intent (Yeah, yeah), I blew the Draco through the five-percent tint (Boom, boom, boom)
Riff raff, I could turn G's to a jit (Yeah, yeah), the plug one went ahead, but I sold him cement (Boom, boom, boom)
Servin' that white, that Hillary Clinton (Yeah), robbin' niggas, but I got good intent (Aw, ugh)
Merlin nigga, but my pitbull French (Yeah, yeah), the fat hoes outside dyin' to get a glimpse (Bitch)
[Verse 1: Black Fortune]
Me and bro had to stand off with the law (Yeah), in the bando, waitin' for that hard to dissolve (Black, Black)
Slimy young nigga, I move like a slaw (Yeah), I'm a real trap nigga, I hustle like Rick Ross (Aw, ugh)
I got the dope spot jumpin' like Kris Kross (Damn, damn) and I'm in church with a Drac' under my shawl (Yeah)
In high school baggin' up crack in the stalls (Damn, what?), I like robbin' niggas, I show all over my flaws (Come here)
Two twin Glocks like the Clermont twins (Yeah), steppin' on niggas, I might need a cleanse (Damn, damn, ayy)
I did a drill in an all-black Benz (Damn, damn), I seen two junkies sharin' a syringe (Boom, boom, boom)
Niggas try to steal my style and it's cringe (Damn, yeah), water park and the chop', shit gettin' drenched (Aw, ugh)
Blood on my hands, hit the shower and rinse (Yeah, yeah), I'm a real street nigga, my life intense (Aw, ugh)
[Chorus: Black Fortune]
My grandma don't know I got outside blazin', war vet', but I'm still big mama baby (Ugh)
Nigga, your flow and your style outdated, ho, you in the presence of greatness (Aw, ugh)
Murder niggas and then bash the decadence, that weapon inside of my core metal plated (Brrt, brrt)
Gamble with my life, I been parlayin' (Yeah, damn), I thought about baggin' a table in Vegas (Aw, ugh)
My youngins move with a murderous intent (Yeah, yeah), I blew the Draco through the five-percent tint (Boom, boom, boom)
Riff raff, I could turn G's to a jit (Yeah, yeah), the plug one went ahead, but I sold him cement (Boom, boom, boom)
Servin' that white, that Hillary Clinton (Yeah), robbin' niggas, but I got good intent (Aw, ugh)
Merlin nigga, but my pitbull French (Yeah, yeah), the fat hoes outside dyin' to get a glimpse
[Interlude: Babyfxce E]
We're the realest in this shit, you know how the fuck we comin', man
We shittin' and pissin' everywhere, so watch your motherfuckin' step, nigga
Come on
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Don't call when I'm in the booth, that's my me-time (That's me)
I was free, but countin' up dog shit then took up my free time (What else?)
I'm in the A room right now, after this, finna fuck a bitch on the B side (What else?)
Niggas tryna rep my block, I'm finna go back and take the whole street sign, nigga (What else?)
I don't think I got no hit song yet 'cause I don't never like to let the beat ride (I don't)
My youngins ride with the switch on the back, they got more buttons than the P5 (Both)
Her ass fat and it's from the A, I see why they came with the peach sign (Bitch got both)
Told a fan watch how you walk to Fxce, almost died just tryna get a tee signed (Nigga)
Real gettin' money-ass nigga (That's me), can't die with it, go spend it (I can't)
In a minute, finna stop sippin' (I can't), the whip tinted but the top missin' (Bling)
I was kinda surprised when I turned up, bro wasn't dope, he sensed it (He know it)
I don't go with the flow, nigga, I'm different (I ain't goin'), I don't go with the ho, she just kissed it (Yeah)
[Chorus: Black Fortune]
My grandma don't know I got outside blazin', war vet', but I'm still big mama baby (Ugh)
Nigga, your flow and your style outdated, ho, you in the presence of greatness (Aw, ugh)
Murder niggas and then bash the decadence, that weapon inside of my core metal plated (Brrt, brrt)
Gamble with my life, I been parlayin' (Yeah, damn), I thought about baggin' a table in Vegas (Aw, ugh)
My youngins move with a murderous intent (Yeah, yeah), I blew the Draco through the five-percent tint (Boom, boom, boom)
Riff raff, I could turn G's to a jit (Yeah, yeah), the plug one went ahead, but I sold him cement (Boom, boom, boom)
Servin' that white, that Hillary Clinton (Yeah), robbin' niggas, but I got good intent (Aw, ugh)
Merlin nigga, but my pitbull French (Yeah, yeah), the fat hoes outside dyin' to get a glimpse (Bitch)
[Interlude: Baby Kia]
I see a whole lot of red
That's why I ain't scared, I ain't that kind, grrt
Phew, grrt
[Verse 3: Baby Kia]
We'll pull up widebody, the big booty redeye
Catch a nigga down bad, leave him stretched out
After I tag it, how we got decked out
Nigga think shit sweet, leave him bed-by
Pull up, hop out, that nigga might bed-fry
Hit the boy in the temple, no chest shot
Simple, this, kill him, bye-bye
Me and bro split the head, we go high-five
I had jumped out the plane, I was skydivin'
I had jumped off the porch, but I had guidance
Bet you reach for this chain, you gon' die-die
He say somethin' I don't like, he go bye-bye
Won't believe it, my best shooter cross-eyed it
Where you at? Fuck nigga, we pull up
Have a dead man, pussy ain't tryna talk 'bout it
[Outro: Black Fortune]
My grandma don't know I got outside blazin', war vet', but I'm still big mama baby
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