FSG Rell - No Effort (feat. Meech5E)

I feel like I'm at the zoo or some
Niggas looking at me through the light
I feel like a gorilla or some
Ughhh
I'm duckin in n out of cameras
I'm on the run I'm hidin in Eastern Atlanta
I got money but a nigga not a scammer
FSG so I'm reppin a bandana
In Miami feelin like Tony Montana
Fuck a shirt we gone put you on a banner
Real nigga I want money not the glamour
I want Heavenly but dirty like Diana
Ion the captain of the ship
But I can make a phone call and get you hit
In quarantine so I'm focused on the drip
In quarantine but I need something to hit
Chea
FSG
Twerking on the gram I see ya energy
Fuck 12 and fuck all my enemies
When I die I hope my bitch remember me
Shake dat ass make it hot
If it ain't no activist I settle 4 the wok
If you fuck me good you leavin wit a knot
I'ma freak so I'm tearing up the box
Two guitars on my hip I let it rock
Backwoods while you takin back shots
Fast life
Cash life
Me and Meech we get bitches bagged twice yeah yeah
Cozy
It's time my nigga them Benjamins is mine my nigga
The snakes will slither cut the grass and dispose of em nigga
Throw em in the river stay cautious standing close to me nigga
I'll have you leaving every room professor oglaby nigga
Get me lit
Niggas walk around with my name in they mouth they on my dick
I just think its admiration I'm the flyest round this bitch
Prada on my back and Prada on my bag thats how I live
I'm like a unicorn look how I move man let me talk my shit
40 glocks out
Make a nigga hopscotch
I pull up on my opp block
And make that nigga heart stop
Yo bitch she choosing she asking me what pic is she choosing
She popping pussy shaking her ass i call her lil booty
My money stay in a rubber band it cannot fold
A dime a dozen i get it in cheaper by the load
You niggas bitches you painting on your fingers and toes
Quadruple double on you niggas never seen before
I'm in a villa Van Goah painting on the wall
Casamigos at the bar
Sunny days up at the beach
Pop that pussy you a freak
Call my mans up he elite
Take a trip down to the south I show you what new york about
I know you see my diddy bop
Rest in peace we miss you pop
Free my nigga out the box
Man you niggas cant relate
Just run away from the jakes
Putting my money away
I'ma buy a island one day

Written by:
Mee ch5E, Tyrell Barr

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