DB Luke - FI Beast Lyrics

I go get the bag, and I bring it back, and I go get more
You ran up on me, shots fired, and I got a couple more
I'm from 300, that's all I know Run up on me, Glock 23 to your dome, cap
The shots fired, where they come from? I'm in the birds, I stay with my drum

Try to finesse me, I ain't dumb I love my fav shooter, but he on the run
I take my pug, I say that I'm done I hit the gas, this shit is the one
Drifted fashion, where they come from? Left Louis, spent a hundred bucks
Pull up on me, I stay with that stick Niggas know me, whip in the field

I'm on the block, try and get my fam lit I'm on the block, try and get my fam rich
Don't post up on my blog, you gon' get hit He was surprised when I pulled out that stick
Now you snitchin', I'm on the block, just left from a mission