Prada Me FMB DZ (Ft. Nuk)

[Intro: FMB DZ]
(Getta Beats)
A whole lotta whoop shit
The biggest whoop

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
Woke up wearin' all designer, this shit mismatched
Run off on the plug, he keep callin' for his shit back
It's gon' be a cold day in hell before he get that
Got fifty thousand on me, fuck around and buy a Hellcat
And if a nigga say I took somethin' from him, then he owed me
My fans on my ass, just tell 'em they didn't want the old me
We caught him in the hood and we put thirty in his oldie
My young nigga'll pull that bitch from deep, he shoot like Kobe
I'm in foreign with a quarter tank and I'm sippin' drank
Got two thousand hundreds in the bag, I just left the bank
What I'm smokin' on, I don't know, it come from House of Dank
They got brodie locked behind the walls, he just bought a shank
Any nigga disrespect the mob got a price to pay
We pull up, niggas better duck, 'cause we take lives away
Catch an opp, we gon' celebrate like it's a holiday
Pull a skit, get a nigga hit, I know they tired of me
Skeeze my baby, pulled me to the side and said he proud of me
Fuck a stylist, I just walk in Neimans, tell 'em, "Prada me"
I been winnin', I been spendin' like I hit the lottery
I can't bring my niggas 'round 'cause it's gon' be a robbery