Lyrics

Fe fy fo fum
I smell the blood of an American bum
Pull up on me take yo out lung
I don't play instruments but I got drum
Fresh out the pen I skeet on her tounge
Bout to f**k around have another son
Gettin this money I'm just havin fun
Please dont make me get gun
Where were you when I was outta luck
I'm getting this money I don't give a f**k
You know I have heart i conserve my love
If we ain't vibin bitch we can't f**k
Free all my niggas that are still locked up
To all of my haters I'm free haha
came back now I got gwap
When y'all gon learn bitch ima god

A n**ga fresh out b****
A n**ga fresh out b****
A n**ga fresh out b****
A n**ga fresh out b****
A n**ga fresh out b****
A n**ga fresh out b****

A n**ga fresh out
My d**k up in her mouth
I'm from the eastside but ima go down south
I came home with nothin I'm back in business now
Even on probation I keep it on me pow
I'm back in Phoenix baby I need a new Mercedes
Back home with my babies nigga f**k you pay me
Lord now I lay me right back to sleep
If I should I die I pray my soul to keep
Nigga I don't weep I sweep you off your feet
I can not be weak I elevate my peak
N**ga rip I'll put that on a tee
should've never let you breath
B**** im too OG
East side 28 blood gang meet yo fate your fate
Na h** I can't save ya I'll never wear a cape
Rip to all my n**gas
I'm still hear my n**ga
Fresh out the pen free all the blood n**gas