F.i.u.

LETRA

F.i.u.

I just got back from LA
Might just go back to the Bay
Forever my heart in the A
Free my bros locked in the cage
I just might bring back the braids
Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane
Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything
My girl caught me cheating bae i can explain
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs

All these girls in this club
F*** it up, f*** it up, f*** it up
They say Kap G he coming up
Always first place, no runner up
Skating on my rink just like a puck
People wanna say I made it from luck
My fam came here, crossed the border
F*** your opinion and f*** Donald Trump
I swear my mind's sick, got the pies yeah
Seen the type of money make you blind shit
I ain't signed shit, free my partner locked up
They won't let him out, Akon shit
I got on Louis Vuitton shit
Do it B.I.G., ready to die shit
Lately I been on my out of town shit
Feelin too on just like Tinashe
I live the life that they wanna live
Every other day I'm with a model bitch
Annywhere I stand that is a monument
Better catch up, just like the condiment
What I'm throwin work Giuseppes
Right cheek then left cheek
I'ma come see you next week
Sippin' pink like it's Nesquik

I just got back from LA
Might just go back to the Bay
Forever my heart in the A
Free my bros locked in the cage
I just might bring back the braids
Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane
Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything
My girl caught me cheating bae i can explain
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs

I might hit the Opera, I might hit Mansion
Ridin' with the tint like I'm going campin'
Where I come from, a lotta shit happen
Better quit cappin', better quit schlackin'
Took yo girl yeah that ain't kidnappin'
That's bitchnappin', and I been tappin'
Gettin' racks on my iPhone, that's a iRack, no Bin Laden
I pull up like Elvis Presley
Shout out all the girls who left me
Invite some ladies over, it's a Full House, you can call me Uncle Jesse
Trash bag full of money, shawty you can just call me Hefty
Kap G under 21 so I guess yo ho tryna molest me
Got no time to vacay
Goin' down like mayday
Every day my payday
Got them bars like PayDay
I kick shit, MMA
Lemonade, Chick-fil-A
It's the best, hurricane
Ay Bay Bay, come with me

I just got back from LA
Might just go back to the Bay
Forever my heart in the A
Free my bros locked in the cage
I just might bring back the braids
Leanin' leanin' like I walk with a cane
Hit up Blue Flame, throw everything
My girl caught me cheating bae i can explain
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
F*** it up, f*** it up
All these girls in this club
Throwing 150 dubs

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