Uh uh uh
FMG never made deals with the devil
Niggas done buried they beef, but they bringing it up
So I'm digging shit up with a shovel
Never been one to go listen to rules
Can't nobody tell me no shit I'm a rebel
Feel like niggas dad, I'm a whole 'nother level
Freddie Flintstone, and y'all Bamm-Bamm and Pebbles
BYB really on top with this shit
Niggas know Ima blow, it ain't shit you can tell us
Feel like a bet and they locking on it
Niggas talking bout us and we know that they jealous
Shorty been really on top of this shit
And she topping this shit I might pass to the fellas
FMG name in the air you can smell it
We gotta brand and now I gotta sell it
Whew
I'm in this thing going crazy
Lit in this bitch and i got people jumping
Shorty been calling me lazy but
She do not know about all of this music I'm pumping
I never rapped in a studio
So niggas really been tryna turn nothing to something
Labels been ringing my phone, they hearing the tone
Y'all scamming so Freddie not coming
I really been on my own, still tryna get known
I'm gon' be the music you bumping
I don't know what's going on, just leave me alone
Go mute like the press of a button
Niggas gon' look for the top, and knock off his cone
They baking shit up like a muffin
Hot shit it look like I rap in a oven
Album is ready I cooked up a dozen