[Verse 1: Rob Vicious]
Drugs, all up in my system
I'm tryna smoke 'em tryna drink 'em, tryna hit some'
No interviews and no meet and greet, can't flick up
To you rap niggas, don't say my name when you spit somethin'
I had bitches, I had homies, but they switched up
I'm only kickin' it with your bitch to get my dick sucked
I'm on the road runnin' that dope, I got my stick tucked
Nigga you ain't know talkin' all that shit'll get your shit bust
I got that fire on me right now, nigga I slay shit
Before I leave the house I thank God and I pray, bitch
My girlfriend love my dirty drawers and I ain't shit
She said baby how you get this money? I said I take shit
[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
We them niggas poppin' and you not, better catch up
Free Ketchup, I got up off my ass and niggas flexed up
I'm sick, don't need no check-up, I'm running checks up
I pop a perky 'fore we sex up, 'bout to fuck her neck up
I be in them foreign cars, you be in Integras
I don't trust no Insta bitches, 'cause they probably set-ups
Pop a molly, ooh, I'm trippin', shoot him from the neck up
Free my niggas doin' time, man I hope they bless up
Ain't no nigga finna press us, finna rip his flesh up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
Fenix flexin', see the check bruh, we is really next up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
Drugs, all up in my system
I'm tryna smoke 'em tryna drink 'em, tryna hit some'
No interviews and no meet and greet, can't flick up
To you rap niggas, don't say my name when you spit somethin'
I had bitches, I had homies, but they switched up
I'm only kickin' it with your bitch to get my dick sucked
I'm on the road runnin' that dope, I got my stick tucked
Nigga you ain't know talkin' all that shit'll get your shit bust
I got that fire on me right now, nigga I slay shit
Before I leave the house I thank God and I pray, bitch
My girlfriend love my dirty drawers and I ain't shit
She said baby how you get this money? I said I take shit
[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
We them niggas poppin' and you not, better catch up
Free Ketchup, I got up off my ass and niggas flexed up
I'm sick, don't need no check-up, I'm running checks up
I pop a perky 'fore we sex up, 'bout to fuck her neck up
I be in them foreign cars, you be in Integras
I don't trust no Insta bitches, 'cause they probably set-ups
Pop a molly, ooh, I'm trippin', shoot him from the neck up
Free my niggas doin' time, man I hope they bless up
Ain't no nigga finna press us, finna rip his flesh up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
Fenix flexin', see the check bruh, we is really next up
Life's a movie, you an extra, but ain't with the extras
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