Boss Yo Life Up Fenix Flexin

[Intro]
(FBeat go crazy)
(FBeat producing all the heat)

[Verse 1]
F on the beat, so it's fantastic (So it's fantastic)
He was dissin' on the 'Gram 'til we hashtagged him ('Til we hashtagged him)
He ain't got his own wave, he on the bandwagon (He on the bandwagon)
Had to take the trash out, niggas trash-bagged him (Trash-bagged him)
He don't do it like I do it, huh? (Do it, huh?)
He don't fuck you 'til you shootin' cum (He don't)
He ain't on it, say he ain't the one
He ain't really 'bout a bag, I got extra funds
He don't fuck you right to make you wanna claim it (To make you wanna claim it)
On top of that, lil' baby know that I can make her famous
If she bad, eat that cookie up like Famous Amos (Famous Amos)
Better give me all that brain like you goin' brainless (Big brainless)
He's not me, he is not I (He ain't mine)
She gon' choose up every time 'cause I be breakin' her spine (Choose up)
If she mine, then she mine, don't get it twisted, I love too (Oh, yeah)
So I know how you feel that she fuckin' someone new
I can take you out the hood, put you in the hills (In the hills, baby)
I could put you in that Benz sittin' on some wheels (On some wheels, baby)
We could talk about whatever, tell me how you feel (How you feel, baby)
I'ma go and pour this drank, pop a couple pills (Couple pills, baby)