R4Y OFFICIAL - FOX

They trying to do me like Pac (uh, uh)
They trying to do me like Pac
I feel like Tony Montana
But they trying todo me like Pac
I feel like Tony Montana
But they trying to do me like Pac
I gotta stay with a Glock
I gotta move with the mop
Niggas be talking
I ain't with the jokes
He play around he get popped
Don't move and don't flinch
My nigga gone blick
He quick to shoot up the block
We gone put him in a box
We gone post him up on Fox
Remembrance Page be shouting them out
The feds they can't figure out
We am in his chest
Cause when it kick back
It's gone hit him in the mouth
I can't fall in love, lil bitch I'm a thug
Just put this bitch in your mouth
The feds right behind when we make a left
Yeah we gone switch up the route
Got a play on the beans, a play on the leans
And bro got the plug on the pound
Act crazy and we take em down
We gone fill him up with rounds
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
He talking crazy, we fill him with rounds
All of my brothers be selling them pounds
He don't want no smoke, bitch we come to your town
Can't come to the hood, they don't want him around
They heard he be telling, they think he a clown
That boy get sparked, get put in the ground
Get turned to a pack, get put in the clouds
He sending them shots and this shit a get risky
A nigga might die if I sit here and diss him
He talk to the feds
I might just come to your house
Tie up your bitch and come blick you
We want that smoke
Come through and kick down your door
You know that we pressing the issue
Sending that tweet and I'm flipping the switch
Nigga be careful this pistol a hit you
I feel like Tony Montana
But they trying to do me like Pac
I gotta stay with a Glock
I gotta move with the mop
Niggas be talking
I ain't with the jokes
He play around he get popped
Don't move and don't flinch
My nigga gone blick
He quick to shoot up the block
We gone put him in a box
We gone post him up on Fox
Remembrance Page be shouting them out
The feds they can't figure out
We am in his chest
Cause when it kick back
It's gone hit him in the mouth
I can't fall in love, lil bitch I'm a thug
Just put this bitch in your mouth
The feds right behind when we make a left
Yeah we gone switch up the route
Got a play on the beans, a play on the leans
And bro got the plug on the pound
Act crazy and we take em down
We gone fill him up with rounds
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
I was a kid, my brother was bringing in pounds
He kept him a switch, he letting off rounds
But one day the feds tried takin him down
Impounded the whip, creating a crowd
He got off on foot, ain't no slowing down
They really ain't catching him now
They really ain't catching him now
Niggas be calling a diss
Til gang in they hood, to pull up and blitz
I'm hearing the shots and watching them hit
They shooting like Johnny, cause they never miss
My brother a star and he shooting
So I'm a just sit in the whip and make me a wish
He using the K to clean out the place
Like he in the kitchen just rinsing the dish
I feel like Tony Montana
But they trying to do me like Pac
I gotta stay with a Glock
I gotta move with the mop
Niggas be talking
I ain't with the jokes
He play around he get popped
Don't move and don't flinch
My nigga gone blick
He quick to shoot up the block
We gone put him in a box
We gone post him up on Fox
Remembrance Page be shouting them out
The feds they can't figure out
We am in his chest
Cause when it kick back
It's gone hit him in the mouth
I can't fall in love, lil bitch I'm a thug
Just put this bitch in your mouth
The feds right behind when we make a left
Yeah we gone switch up the route
Got a play on the beans, a play on the leans
And bro got the plug on the pound
Act crazy and we take em down
We gone fill him up with rounds
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down
Fuck it, yeah shit goin down

Written by:
John Wheeler, Levar Wallace, Rashawn Watson

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