Finsta Fat Trel & Big Boogie

[Intro: Fat Trel]
Casamigos'll do it
Casamigos it is, you hear me? (Motherfucking Crankshop)
Crank, listen (Casamigos)

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
I just followed all of my opps from a fake Instagram page (From a fake Instagram page)
He 'bout to pull up and catch him a bomb (Glaow), but really he thinking he getting laid (He thinking her getting laid)
I was in church, serving packages (Oh), I ain't even thinking 'bout getting saved (Thinking 'bout getting saved)
My bitch just told me she want her a raise (A raise)
I just been searching for better days (Better days)
I was just thinking 'bout Boosa while watching a movie
Which Uzi I'm shooting today? (Glrrrd)
And my lil' new bitch exclusive, her pussy jacuzzi
I might tat her namе on my face (Aw, aw)
You might just make me go shoot at your mothеr, lil' nigga (Mother, lil' nigga)
I like to step with my cousin, lil' nigga (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with my brother, lil' nigga (Ayy, ayy)
Don't make him pop out with that cutter, lil' nigga

[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
I pull up on Boogie, a Drac' in my hoodie
I feel like what's goodie, I'm ready to shoot (I'm ready to shoot)
I know my opp' at the top of the street and he nodding off (Aw) if I'm ready to shoot (I'm ready to shoot)
I get so crazy, I might drop a eighty (Glrrrd), my mama might call me, "What's wrong with you?" (Baow, baow)
I just be trippin' (Trippin'), I just be rolling with Pippen (Pippen) 'cause that's what that llama do (That's what that llama do)
Man, I follow my opps, I know they be slippin' (Slippin')
I got a choppa, the fuck, is you kidding? (The fuck, is you kidding?)
It's only right that I shot what I'm given (Glrrrd)
Smoke me a nigga, I make me a killing (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'm with the killers, I'm rolling in Memphis (Memphis)
Louisiana, I got me a hammer (Louisiana, I got me a hammer)
Toting a .30 and brodie a standard (And brodie a standard)
Knuck if you buck, but they don't want no Anna (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I ain't got no problems, these niggas tweakin' wit' me (Tweakin' wit' me)
I got a heater, it's seeking to beef (It's seeking to beef)
They could kill me tonight, I'ma keep it a G (I'ma keep it a G)
If the feeling is right, I'ma need me a P (Baow, baow)
Tell me how you let your homie die? (Let your homie die)
Why you and none of your homies slide? (Why you and none of your homies slide?)
You went to his funeral kissing his mother (Damn), I feel like you ain't on your homie side (Damn)