Up Until Then Mistah F.A.B. (Ft. Boosie Badazz & Iamsu!)

[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
What up until then
I’ma be thuggin inside them project buildings
They blowing them cookies, that’s all the ghetto children
Plotting on ways that we can make a million, billion
What up until then
What up until then
What up until then

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B]
Let’s say I’m in the room with a bitch, and the hoe don’t wanna fuck
Like a man, I’ma beat my meat, then get my fucking up fosho'
That’s just how we do it in the O bruh
Oh what, you ain’t know bruh?
Yeah, that’s that old school Juv' bruh!
I used to slap that shit everyday at school bruh
Brought that shit back, now that old slap sound new bruh
Rack after rack after stacks, I got pool bucks
Rich nigga but I’m still in the [?] bruh
Candy paint, got the whip looking wet bruh
I’m shining bruh
And like my nephew young Pharaoh, "Big Tymin’" bruh
And if them suckers outside then we sliding bruh
I swear to god man them niggas in hiding bruh
And we ain’t wasting no shots on civilians bruh
Too busy plotting on ways to make a million bruh