G Herbo & Yosohn – FWM Lyrics

G Herbo & Yosohn – FWM Lyrics

FWM Lyrics By G Herbo & Yosohn

[Intro: G Herbo & Yosohn]
Daddy gon’ put you on some more songs
This the—, this your—, this—, you produced this record right here
Whatever he’s about to produce, yeah
Yeah
Alright, it’s my turn
You got EP credits
Okay, alright
It’s my turn
I’m sorry, okay, alright
Tell Granny you love her
I love you
Say “I love you”, okay, I’m ’bout to give it to you, hol’ on
I love you
Hahaha, okay, alright, love you
[Verse: G Herbo]
Man, you niggas can’t fuck with me, run with me, step, stomp with me
I’ve been dolo in the streets, ain’t never need no company
And now I got a company, my money steep, but still discrete
I roll with heat, you roll in threes, I throw up threes, I’m throwin’ B’s (Up)
And we got them B’s up in the streets
I seen niggas freeze up, up the Glock and I made niggas ease up
Bitch, I rap this gangstеr shit because I live it, shot and I ain’t up my pivot
Most thеse niggas, they not with it, I can’t feel it
Fuck with me, if it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
That’s why they don’t fuck with me, fuck with me
I pull up, they think I brought some luck with me
‘Cause my truck a buck fifty
Plus another buck fifty, buck fifty, plus fifty
Uh, I can’t chill, I’m so fucked up, I can’t feel
I can’t even go on no drills, ’cause I’m so up that I can’t kill
Tell the truth, I’m real, nigga, that’s ’cause I’m a real nigga
Alley-oop my lil’ niggas, tell ’em to go spill niggas
Niggas havin’ hit records, how the fuck I’m still bigger?
How the fuck I’m still richer? How the fuck I’m still livin’?
Intuition made it this far off of quick decisions
Like, do I let you bitches breathe or do I get to blickin’?
And I’ve been maxin’ out my speed, I need an intermission
And I’ve been packin’ up my jeans, ’cause I’ve been stackin’ up my G’s
And I’ve been rackin’ up my fees, I got the feds all on my dick
I got my lawyers at my knees, got the world at my feet
I got a trick still up my sleeves, all that shit stay on my mind
Gotta stay up on my grind, so these problems, I don’t need ’em
And I’m dangerous, like a seizure, I’m ballin’ like Ariza
I’m in Prada, I’m in Neiman’s, I don’t call her, I don’t need her
You don’t love her, I don’t either, I just fuck her, I don’t feed her
When she out with you, can’t speak to me, she stay with you, she sleep with me
She mean to you, she sweet to me, she fuck with you, she sneak with me
My life crazy, outrageous, mind racin’, need a street

[Outro: G Herbo & Yosohn]
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
They can’t fuck with me (They can’t fuck with me)
But fuck with me (Fuck with me)
I think, do you want to go into the bath?
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Do you wanna go?
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me)
And you wanna say there ain’t nowhere
They can’t fuck with me (They can’t fuck with me)
But fuck with me (Fuck with me)
Nowhere, nowhere, go, and the king