Finatic - No Standards

Aye, Aye
Gang Gang Gang
Gang, Slimee Slimee
Slimee Slimee, Huh
Huh
Hmm-mmm
Bow, Bow-Bow
Gang Gang Gang
Bow-Bow-Bow
Finatic Im So Slimee
Knock off his hair, for all that wolfin'
Roll up a wood, this shit pullin'
He started flyin', when he saw them bullets
Behind closed doors, ya bitch wanna pull it
Told her to "bop it", cuz' she wanna pull it
I got some shit that would knock off ya mullet
Step on the gas and this shit pushin'
Lil' bro is soft, so we treat him like cushion
She let me get in between, I'm a instigator
Carry more guns than Fortnite, we eliminator
Lil' bro think this shit a game?, boy this ain't a simulator
Shippin' bullets off to deliver, I'ma send em later
I get more ass than a couch
She eat up the dick, I tell her get out
This forty be yellin', this shit like to shout
And I call it a brussel, the bullets would sprout
You run up on me, then I'm puttin you out
And they put on a show, why they wildin' for clout?
These niggas is bitches, see what they bout'
These niggas is bitches
Wait
If he keep talkin' that pop, smoke em'
Gun gon' be clappin' at fans, blow em'
Passin' out bullets, gun gon' choke em'
He wanna beef?, gang gon' roast em'
Shots gon' hit em', wet em', soak em'
His family sad, they gon' have to post him
Smokin' a wood
And this shit wackin', shit type beatin' the lungs
She said I'm "her honey"
Pull out the hot dog, let me get in them buns
And she suck the dick with extra spit, she gon' use her tongue
I'ma leave him on mute, this shit Lao
And it got a kick, like Kung Fu
And I'm comin thru, hittin' you and you and you (You and you)
She said I'm a Dogg, Snoop
Bullets tipsy, gettin' loose (Bow-Bow)
Now, we made his body noodles
We done, turned that boy to soup (Bow-Boww)
Bullets play Lacrosse
With his body when he gettin' scooped (Bow-Bowww)
Chubby ass Nine
With a beam, I'ma aim at you
Comin' like B-Lovee, IYKYK
Got hit in his back, lil' bro to slow
Get a pizza this gun, if you play with my dough
He gettin' a cut, I'ma line up his fro
He gon' see a flash, he think it's a glow
Now, he in the grass, the bullets a mow
Hmmmm
Now, he in the grass, the bullets a mow
She said I'm a Dogg, Snoop
Bullets tipsy, gettin' loose (Bow-Bow)
Now, we made his body noodles
We done, turned that boy to soup (Bow-Boww)
Bullets play Lacrosse
With his body when he gettin' scooped (Bow-Boww)
Chubby ass Nine
With a beam, I'ma aim at you
Bow-Bow
Bow-Bow
Bow-Bow

Written by:
Abdullah Bey

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