Smoke FYB J Mane (Ft. FBG Duck)

[Intro: FYB J Mane]
Brrt, brrt
FYB, 2017 shit, J Mane
Glah, ayy

[Chorus: FYB J Mane]
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Smoke J Money mixed with Vito)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Glah, glah)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Bah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo
I got money, I don't need hoes (Let's get it, glah)
Bitch, I smoke L'A, I smoke Chino (L'A, I smoke Chino)
Smoke J Money mixed with Vito (Smoke J Money mixed with Vito)
Blunts be fat like a burrito (Like a burrito)
Fifty drop him like a PO (Glah, bah)
Opps be hidin' like they Nemo (Brrt, 'rrah)
I got money, I don't need hoes, let's get it

[Verse 1: FYB J Mane]
Niggas hoes, get exposed, niggas bitches (niggas bitches)
Run up on him with a gun, clip extended (Grrt, bah)
One call, Crazy Chris'll get him missin' (Crazy Chris)
One call, have him sleepin' with them fishes (Crazy Chris)
Bitch, I been a real nigga since a midget (Since a shorty)
From these fuck niggas, gotta keep my distance (Out my way)
All I see is blue hundreds in my visions (Blue cheese)
Two thousand dollar shoes, bitches listenin'
Yeah, I'm my daddy son, keep it pimpin'
Thick big booty bitch all up in the kitchen
My boys pull up, shoot shit, Steph Curry (Like Steph Curry, pussy)
Bitch, we got army guns, we never worried (We never worried, nigga)
We got Dracos and a lot of thirties (Dracos, pussy)
Bro'll leave him dead in a hurry (In a hurry, pussy)
Bitch, we got Dracos and a lot of thirties (Grrt, 'rrah)
Bro'll leave him dead in a hurry