FSG Rell - What You Thought (feat. Nile, Fat Nahm, Leaf, La610 & Bangaa) Lyrics

King
FSG
Rest In Peace Bud
You know Rell be flexing aye
Diamonds dancing Mike Jackson aye
I can ball with no basket aye
Hit two times and I pass it aye
Flash ya pack I might grab it aye
Best friend an automatic aye
Young n***a Ima savage aye
Y'all don't dig what I'm trapping aye
No choice to keep me a nine aye
Vest and a mask when it's time aye
Diamonds they shine on my watch aye
I can't keep track of the time aye
I need a Rollie thats flooded aye
Backwoods is burning like usher aye
Glock hanging out of my draws aye
Just so you know how I'm coming
Take risk I ain't ever switching
Tried tell em, but they didn't listen
In my bag and it's been a minute
In a Johnny and its f*cking tinted
In all black about to do a hit
Hoodie on me like who is this
Should I empty out the whole clip
N***a shouldn't had grabbed his hip
FSG I'm riding with my guys
RNO we don't recognize
Stay away y'all some goofy guys
Got some hittas on standby
We sent that shit when y'all came by
N****s ran when we came by
Man I wish Bud would of survived
Now I gotta walk around with the nine
16 I was moving ounces in a day
17 I was on that corner with the ye
Kee said F-N kill em with the K
Free ty, free spazz, and free that n***a Taye
Rest in Peace Bud give a f*ck about what you say
If it's really drama we gone slide in broad day
D1 got that my n***a gone spray
RNO TRG my n****s don't play
Fat Nahm I'm in the cut I'm trapping all day
Last time I rapped, less n****s was packing
Less n****s was trapping
Less n****s was rapping
More n****s been snapping
Cause I'm back in action
N****s soft like fabric
Money move my fashion
Wake up, I cash it
Fall asleep I'm bagging
Counting money I practice
A.I with the practice
A1 established
Make bitches do backflips
Yeah I'm off this jawn until I'm back on my rap shit, Leaf
Code red, code red
Never talk to the feds
Bitches slide to my crib
Back shots from the rip
Throw a shot at ya lip
My n****s never slip
Jug and finesse what I do
Bitches on me like glue
Now I do what I do
Bussing traps out the blue
Copping everything that's new
Bussing traps time flew
Now a n***a in the studio
Mix the purple with the dew
Now I'm feeling brand new
Passing dimes like drew
Want smoke right now
Want drink right now
Get high right now
I still can't believe my young nigga bud in the sky right now
Shit feel like a dream, man that's the main reason
I'm high right now
F*ck up a check, if he disrespect me he gone die right now
If a n***a act crazy, I put it on bud we gone slide right now
Catch an op slipping, this glizzy go up and he drop right now
We out here chasing, you know my n****s on the block right now
I got a lil bitch, I don't give a f*ck about a thot right now