FSO GUNK - Intro Lyrics

Yeah I'm really about my bag nigga
I been in this shit for too long man, I'm trying to make it count
My son the way man
I was down on my ass you wouldn't call on a nigga
I swear you wouldn't call on a nigga
Now I walk in Dior buy it all on a nigga
Got a son on the way, we goin ball on you niggas
Your bitch she goin come, she going crawl to a nigga
My junkie bust scripts, bring it all to a nigga
He pay me a bag, send it off to that nigga
UHHHHH Imma send off to that nigga
I call up my hitter put dawg on a nigga
I swing the KelTec and it saw through a nigga
Im balling too hard, John Wall on a nigga
Your bitch on my dick open jaw for a nigga
I see the opps, got my heart on the trigger
Im letting 'em go cause my heart getting bigger
I gave her the dick now she stalking a nigga
Im f*cking yo bitch why you calling her nigga
Plug send the load, and I catch it, its sold
Trip out to Cali put packs on the road
UPS they going ship it, he track it, its sold
All my packs TDS cause they filled with Gold
Put my heart in the trap I invest every load
We don't struggle no more, we aint gotta share clothes
We aint gotta rob and won't switch on the code
We f*ck different bitches aint gotta share hoes
Told my nigga stay loyal and stick to the code
Pour a deuce in a Faygo, it drop and it froze
I catch me a body I go on the road
Got pounds in the trap but they already sold
I was down on my ass you wouldn't call on a nigga
I swear you wouldn't call on a nigga
Now I walk in Dior buy it all on a nigga
Got a son on the way, we goin ball on you niggas
Your bitch she goin come, she going crawl to a nigga
My junkie bust scripts, bring it all to a nigga
He pay me a bag, send it off to that nigga
UHHHHH Imma send off to that nigga
Sending it off