I'm finna pickup the pickup
F*ck around shoot up ya pick up
Say that you wit it so get up
Choppa sing Bryson tiller
Sippin lean not no Miller
You f*ckin with the wrong nigga
Get it hoppin like I'm tigger
Clip long like a limousine
Get to dumpin at ya niggas
Kush got me singing Billie Jean
Moon walking on you niggas
Shit scary like a wolverine
Yea I'm smokin on that thriller
Kill a nigga won't say a thing
If he f*ckin with my niggas
Nigga talkin all that hot shit to a nigga leave him on the concrete
Yea I'm all up on ya block bitch and i really dare a nigga cross me
She acting up she get blocked sorry baby girl you lost me
I see you lookin at the watch 2 bands what it cost me
Niggas lame they some stains they can't f*ck wit gang
Toting things got good aim Choppa it got range
Whippin water feel like Aang i can teach you things
Call me Fiji the composer make them choppas sang
Head to the bank just to make a deposit
Money so long i don't need a wallet
Fiji I'm drippin just call me lil faucet
Gotta be smart cuz 12 be watching
Niggas be faking niggas be fronting
Spend 2 racks make it back like it's nothing
Fiji Kineval you know that I'm stunting
Fiji kineval you know that I'm stunting
Give me a year the engine gone be in the back the trunk gone be in the front
I ain't ready for love talk about guap or just pass me a blunt
But I'm ready for war give me a reason you know I'm uppin the trunk
Yea you know i got pumps i got choppas glocks all in my trunk
Aye
Ima just get on my pimping
I go deep in yo bitch
Then I go hit lick
Had to Getback on what we was missing
Imma need alll of dem funds
Go savage on niggas my clip 21
I'm counting this bread
Finger licking the crumbs
Stack all yo bandz and still act like a bum
And peep what they say but still act like you dumb
30 days in a month
30k in a month
30ks in my trunk
Put a blade on da gun
Spray like glade at u skunks
Niggas sweet dey i some punks
Keep a shotty with a pump
Glizzy Glocky witta drum
Put narcotics on her tongue
Ain't no gagging cause she numb
Lets get nasty for the fun
Damn i love a pretty bitch
Geekin on some silly shit
Turn her ass to a lick
Smash her pass her to the clique
30 grams in this zip
30 rounds in the glick
AR came wit some tits
2 shit no fu shit
Big Fiji f*cked yo bitch
Thats just some true shit
That's just some 2 shit
Smoke a nigga like a wood
Thats exactly what he get
Fiji gon pick up da pick up
Crunch dat boy up like a sit up
We on his head like a trim up
His bitch eat the dick like its dinner
Im in my bag like it's christmas
My diamonds shining like glitter
Niggas trash like some liter
Big dawg u so little
If we fu gon kill us
Throwin 2s wit my niggas
She inna coupe wit da niggga
What she doin wit a nigga aye
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I'm finna pickup the pickup
F*ck around shoot up ya pick up
Say that you wit it so get up
Choppa sing Bryson tiller
Sippin lean not no Miller
You f*ckin with the wrong nigga
Get it hoppin like I'm tigger
Clip long like a limousine
Get to dumpin at ya niggas
Kush got me singing Billie Jean
Moon walking on you niggas
Shit scary like a wolverine
Yea I'm smokin on that thriller
Kill a nigga won't say a thing
If he f*ckin with my niggas
Nigga talkin all that hot shit to a nigga leave him on the concrete
Yea I'm all up on ya block bitch and i really dare a nigga cross me
She acting up she get blocked sorry baby girl you lost me
I see you lookin at the watch 2 bands what it cost me
Niggas lame they some stains they can't f*ck wit gang
Toting things got good aim Choppa it got range
Whippin water feel like Aang i can teach you things
Call me Fiji the composer make them choppas sang
Head to the bank just to make a deposit
Money so long i don't need a wallet
Fiji I'm drippin just call me lil faucet
Gotta be smart cuz 12 be watching
Niggas be faking niggas be fronting
Spend 2 racks make it back like it's nothing
Fiji Kineval you know that I'm stunting
Fiji kineval you know that I'm stunting
Give me a year the engine gone be in the back the trunk gone be in the front
I ain't ready for love talk about guap or just pass me a blunt
But I'm ready for war give me a reason you know I'm uppin the trunk
Yea you know i got pumps i got choppas glocks all in my trunk
Aye
Ima just get on my pimping
I go deep in yo bitch
Then I go hit lick
Had to Getback on what we was missing
Imma need alll of dem funds
Go savage on niggas my clip 21
I'm counting this bread
Finger licking the crumbs
Stack all yo bandz and still act like a bum
And peep what they say but still act like you dumb
30 days in a month
30k in a month
30ks in my trunk
Put a blade on da gun
Spray like glade at u skunks
Niggas sweet dey i some punks
Keep a shotty with a pump
Glizzy Glocky witta drum
Put narcotics on her tongue
Ain't no gagging cause she numb
Lets get nasty for the fun
Damn i love a pretty bitch
Geekin on some silly shit
Turn her ass to a lick
Smash her pass her to the clique
30 grams in this zip
30 rounds in the glick
AR came wit some tits
2 shit no fu shit
Big Fiji f*cked yo bitch
Thats just some true shit
That's just some 2 shit
Smoke a nigga like a wood
Thats exactly what he get
Fiji gon pick up da pick up
Crunch dat boy up like a sit up
We on his head like a trim up
His bitch eat the dick like its dinner
Im in my bag like it's christmas
My diamonds shining like glitter
Niggas trash like some liter
Big dawg u so little
If we fu gon kill us
Throwin 2s wit my niggas
She inna coupe wit da niggga
What she doin wit a nigga aye
F*ck around shoot up ya pick up
Say that you wit it so get up
Choppa sing Bryson tiller
Sippin lean not no Miller
You f*ckin with the wrong nigga
Get it hoppin like I'm tigger
Clip long like a limousine
Get to dumpin at ya niggas
Kush got me singing Billie Jean
Moon walking on you niggas
Shit scary like a wolverine
Yea I'm smokin on that thriller
Kill a nigga won't say a thing
If he f*ckin with my niggas
Nigga talkin all that hot shit to a nigga leave him on the concrete
Yea I'm all up on ya block bitch and i really dare a nigga cross me
She acting up she get blocked sorry baby girl you lost me
I see you lookin at the watch 2 bands what it cost me
Niggas lame they some stains they can't f*ck wit gang
Toting things got good aim Choppa it got range
Whippin water feel like Aang i can teach you things
Call me Fiji the composer make them choppas sang
Head to the bank just to make a deposit
Money so long i don't need a wallet
Fiji I'm drippin just call me lil faucet
Gotta be smart cuz 12 be watching
Niggas be faking niggas be fronting
Spend 2 racks make it back like it's nothing
Fiji Kineval you know that I'm stunting
Fiji kineval you know that I'm stunting
Give me a year the engine gone be in the back the trunk gone be in the front
I ain't ready for love talk about guap or just pass me a blunt
But I'm ready for war give me a reason you know I'm uppin the trunk
Yea you know i got pumps i got choppas glocks all in my trunk
Aye
Ima just get on my pimping
I go deep in yo bitch
Then I go hit lick
Had to Getback on what we was missing
Imma need alll of dem funds
Go savage on niggas my clip 21
I'm counting this bread
Finger licking the crumbs
Stack all yo bandz and still act like a bum
And peep what they say but still act like you dumb
30 days in a month
30k in a month
30ks in my trunk
Put a blade on da gun
Spray like glade at u skunks
Niggas sweet dey i some punks
Keep a shotty with a pump
Glizzy Glocky witta drum
Put narcotics on her tongue
Ain't no gagging cause she numb
Lets get nasty for the fun
Damn i love a pretty bitch
Geekin on some silly shit
Turn her ass to a lick
Smash her pass her to the clique
30 grams in this zip
30 rounds in the glick
AR came wit some tits
2 shit no fu shit
Big Fiji f*cked yo bitch
Thats just some true shit
That's just some 2 shit
Smoke a nigga like a wood
Thats exactly what he get
Fiji gon pick up da pick up
Crunch dat boy up like a sit up
We on his head like a trim up
His bitch eat the dick like its dinner
Im in my bag like it's christmas
My diamonds shining like glitter
Niggas trash like some liter
Big dawg u so little
If we fu gon kill us
Throwin 2s wit my niggas
She inna coupe wit da niggga
What she doin wit a nigga aye
Writer: Aaron Askew
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid