BIG SUUN - FanClub Lyrics

Which way
Which way
Which way
Which way
Which way

Okay yea hoe, which way is up
Bitch imma shine so I'm true to the sun
All about money I'm true to my funds
Got chains on we look at em like lunch
Gotta brainstorm about what typa gun
He was talking that nigga run me my ones
Ain't no going back when you saying you done

Imma talk that talk nigga I'm Big Suun
Had the beater on nigga had to rip one
They want me outside cause I'm the lit one
Don't text my phone and play the victim
She gon ... real dumb
Niggas in Tempe we gotta big spend
I wanna text this freak and then hit send
I need my ears flooded with a big gem

She want a LV bag and a Saint purse
Oh foreal, well you gotta f*ck the gang first
Well girl, that's just how the game work
And she throwing that neck till her brain hurt
And if she got a friend tell her bring her
Oh she got a friend too? Tell her bring her
I'm a real clean nigga I don't bring germs
Don't touch my phone cause I don't ring nerds

And imma beat that pussy until my thing hurt
And imma shoot that trigger until the thing jerk
And she left me a hickey looking like ringworm
Throw a couple ones at her make the thing twerk

Nigga If shit get sticky we make the thing burst
Nigga if shit get sticky nigga we all run
Nigga if I stop now well then we all f*cked
And if my twin jump off well then we all jump

You in that lil ass cat you niggas all chumps
We in this big ass Scat and I don't feel bumps
I'm with the whole team we ain't leave the field once
We finna break him down he need a real crutch

I'm in Terra in case they get stepped on
I don't need to check in cause my rep strong
And that nigga died cause he felt strong
And I told her I love her I'm dead wrong

Oh you tweaking imma gone head home
I was outside tripping with a dead phone
She on live she giving the fans shows
And this track got a twin watch the van go

Oh you really try f*ck on my mans hoe
Then she gon lie in my face like it's random
I'd die before I trust a bitch bruh
If you a bitch ass nigga then don't stand up

And the brimbos red they can't jam up
Back home and I pick my mans up
She wanna f*ck me too well join the fan club
I had 3 good years and now they stan us

But you could still be in the stands love

Ain't nobody better than my big brother
From the 301 to the 443, east side on lock
It's BIG SUUN
Y'all better know that by now, we are the 5th element