Nigga ran up with 40s chasing my dreams like My lead loaded stealing bases for my chance
To the throne with prices bag invited the clip My magnum get my boy ash
Got to get em all Foe said gotta Ketchum watching my game
Paper pills like bill and Mandy cartoons off Them drugs like played with some real shit
Flick my wrist going to the ocean my big hits For crimes you reading off your hit list
With red Dots posting at your front door chopper Gunner
With aim to witness dead shot with Time he witness murder over murder killing
With loaded fist like boxing rings Vs cowardly Dawgs wanting fead off crips blood stealing
Chains off Robin Hood's wolves cause they Brought him gold and ran with tha hood
Rolling backwoods trippin on his own mind
Running with his own time dripping with his Own slime
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Ran to real bitches taking my time on court
And wanna be snitches makin it out to be a Real mission on tables like files on cases
No matter the time on my watch wanting
Converse that makes em like mike
Bulls jersey with a mic on tha side 23 picking Fights with each team spreading heat
Triple 3s like a clutch shifting gears on the Miles dusting cats out of dodge
Lodging shots for your frames
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Splasin on yo bitch mask on with no toys
Only metal and real noise shots at yo head
With real noise niggas lacking them real toys
Got big dreams racking up with big noise
Foe taking scoe out with some real roids
Making boys fear his old choice cause
She voice out his old boys making em
Real voids like death looking real hard
For his next killin taking bullets out his own Children changing up his whole meaning
To nice for fakes for his own baring
He made choices for better bones
So no shots came to his dome
F*cking shit at his own home
Running for his own throne
Going home to his own liking
Big Foefoe - Foe Hits Lyrics
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Nigga ran up with 40s chasing my dreams like My lead loaded stealing bases for my chance
To the throne with prices bag invited the clip My magnum get my boy ash
Got to get em all Foe said gotta Ketchum watching my game
Paper pills like bill and Mandy cartoons off Them drugs like played with some real shit
Flick my wrist going to the ocean my big hits For crimes you reading off your hit list
With red Dots posting at your front door chopper Gunner
With aim to witness dead shot with Time he witness murder over murder killing
With loaded fist like boxing rings Vs cowardly Dawgs wanting fead off crips blood stealing
Chains off Robin Hood's wolves cause they Brought him gold and ran with tha hood
Rolling backwoods trippin on his own mind
Running with his own time dripping with his Own slime
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Ran to real bitches taking my time on court
And wanna be snitches makin it out to be a Real mission on tables like files on cases
No matter the time on my watch wanting
Converse that makes em like mike
Bulls jersey with a mic on tha side 23 picking Fights with each team spreading heat
Triple 3s like a clutch shifting gears on the Miles dusting cats out of dodge
Lodging shots for your frames
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Splasin on yo bitch mask on with no toys
Only metal and real noise shots at yo head
With real noise niggas lacking them real toys
Got big dreams racking up with big noise
Foe taking scoe out with some real roids
Making boys fear his old choice cause
She voice out his old boys making em
Real voids like death looking real hard
For his next killin taking bullets out his own Children changing up his whole meaning
To nice for fakes for his own baring
He made choices for better bones
So no shots came to his dome
F*cking shit at his own home
Running for his own throne
Going home to his own liking
To the throne with prices bag invited the clip My magnum get my boy ash
Got to get em all Foe said gotta Ketchum watching my game
Paper pills like bill and Mandy cartoons off Them drugs like played with some real shit
Flick my wrist going to the ocean my big hits For crimes you reading off your hit list
With red Dots posting at your front door chopper Gunner
With aim to witness dead shot with Time he witness murder over murder killing
With loaded fist like boxing rings Vs cowardly Dawgs wanting fead off crips blood stealing
Chains off Robin Hood's wolves cause they Brought him gold and ran with tha hood
Rolling backwoods trippin on his own mind
Running with his own time dripping with his Own slime
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Ran to real bitches taking my time on court
And wanna be snitches makin it out to be a Real mission on tables like files on cases
No matter the time on my watch wanting
Converse that makes em like mike
Bulls jersey with a mic on tha side 23 picking Fights with each team spreading heat
Triple 3s like a clutch shifting gears on the Miles dusting cats out of dodge
Lodging shots for your frames
Foe hits
No clout no drip nigga walking with it
40 out for a bitch foe ripping that clit
Making fun for a bitch
She want that dick deep in her clit
Tapping out calling quits
Splasin on yo bitch mask on with no toys
Only metal and real noise shots at yo head
With real noise niggas lacking them real toys
Got big dreams racking up with big noise
Foe taking scoe out with some real roids
Making boys fear his old choice cause
She voice out his old boys making em
Real voids like death looking real hard
For his next killin taking bullets out his own Children changing up his whole meaning
To nice for fakes for his own baring
He made choices for better bones
So no shots came to his dome
F*cking shit at his own home
Running for his own throne
Going home to his own liking
Writer: Roscoe Hall
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid