FTP Records
FUCKTHEPOPULATION
Sign or die
High as a roof (ha?)
Off of the planet (hyy)
Trap jumping, Michael? (skrrt)
I don't know Janet (skrrt)
I'm with two country hoes (ha)
Wanna make a sammich (ayy)
Not in my home town
I still got advantage (yeah)
I lost my granny
You dont get more granites
Bitch think, she got her face card
Bitch, if you don't go scan it (ha)
Baby, ride my wave
Like I'm running for senate
Pussies think they got it (bitch)
Tell them niggas "Let's get it"
You don't run the s**t from the crib
Been running s**t from outside (ha)
I'll put a hundred in the crib (sos' baby)
Then sold that b***h about five (beep, beep)
I can be worth a hundred bil'
Still throwin' up my side (yeah)
It'll never ever stop (gang)
It'll never be, cause I'm tired (bang, bang, bang)
I don't even got to f*ck a hoe (no)
I'll let a b***h get tired (ha?)
Fuck a b***h in the other room (yeah)
All this s**t flies, get swatted (okay)
I just popped me a mushroom (bling)
Man, this b***h tryna get molly (duh)
Why you biting off me, Charlie? (Ha)
I'm the s**t 'round here, Charlie (yeah)
I f*ck the hoes around here, Charlie
I'm in the kitchen 'round here, Charlie (ha?)
I swing my d**k around here, Charlie
All my picks around here, Charlie (ha)
I pay mortgage 'round here, Charlie (skrrt, skrrt)
I pay rent around here, Charlie (skrrt)
You ain't that n***a 'round here, Charlie (dududuh)
I'm that n***a around here, Charlie (dududuh)
For a n***a that used to be out, trappin' (ayy)
Pockets fat, need me a salad (ha)
Crazy bitch, it'll make you run away (ha)
Pretty bitch, it'll make you DJ Khaled (ha)
Money make you f*ck up your habits (ayy)
Doin' that selling, be really the savage (ayy, ayy)
All my opps too broke to travel (shit)
They couldn't pull up on me on my addy (bang, bang, bang)
Opps so broke, can't afford to get married (fuck)
Chicago, Forgiato did this swirl (skrrt)
Dick in her mouth when she waking up early (ha)
Wouldn't f*ck that hoe, that p***y was dirty (come here)
Twin pipes on the back of the foreign (skrrt)
My young n***a geeked up off a murder (grah)
Niggas say he don't f*ck with the spooks (huh?)
Same n***a ride 'round in a hearse (buh, buh, buh)
How that n***a make it out of the street? (Hey)
How that n***a get a song with Chief Keef? (Hey)
Forgiatos on the Rolls Royce Jeep (ayy)
All the MT pitted, think I'm Z-A-C (damn)
She ain't even got eyes, but she dying to see (skrrt)
Momma calling my phone, she proud of me (huh?)
Hoe callin' my phone, she lyin' to me (she lyin')
Turn that n***a neighborhood to a tyranny (buh, buh, buh)
We get them bands 'round here, shawty (huh?)
Put that n***a in the field like Steve Harvey (huh?)
Too geeked up, a n***a might vomit
I'll do it myself, I don't need no army (shit)
Cut a n***a block up like comet (buh, buh, buh)
All of them bitches like shawty (yeah)
When I say "West Side", I mean "Charlie" (West Side)
When I say I run shit, I mean all it (skrrt)
Sign or die
