Ball with my eyes closed
Count racks up in the snow tints like a blind fold
These niggas round me know so they on flight mode
The sticks is ready for some more but where the time go?
Cuz shit i think its time to flex
Pop out drip too official this forty special issue
With gang we cant act civil
You mad but bitch who is you
I see I'm getting to you, but that don't matter to me
Caught you slippin, you trippin, you thought you knew me
Young nigga flipped a switch
Balling with no repercussions
Blow this cookie out the zip
Runts is cheaper by the dozen
Oh yeah I'm taxing on you, hell naw the turn up aint free
Cuz with the gang we go insane
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Fam B4 Me Video (MV)
Performed By: Hitman E
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Ethan Nelson, Kareem Williams, Malik Williams
Hitman E - Fam B4 Me Lyrics
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Ball with my eyes closed
Count racks up in the snow tints like a blind fold
These niggas round me know so they on flight mode
The sticks is ready for some more but where the time go?
Cuz shit i think its time to flex
Pop out drip too official this forty special issue
With gang we cant act civil
You mad but bitch who is you
I see I'm getting to you, but that don't matter to me
Caught you slippin, you trippin, you thought you knew me
Young nigga flipped a switch
Balling with no repercussions
Blow this cookie out the zip
Runts is cheaper by the dozen
Oh yeah I'm taxing on you, hell naw the turn up aint free
Cuz with the gang we go insane
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Count racks up in the snow tints like a blind fold
These niggas round me know so they on flight mode
The sticks is ready for some more but where the time go?
Cuz shit i think its time to flex
Pop out drip too official this forty special issue
With gang we cant act civil
You mad but bitch who is you
I see I'm getting to you, but that don't matter to me
Caught you slippin, you trippin, you thought you knew me
Young nigga flipped a switch
Balling with no repercussions
Blow this cookie out the zip
Runts is cheaper by the dozen
Oh yeah I'm taxing on you, hell naw the turn up aint free
Cuz with the gang we go insane
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Sconi down to the death we act a fool like we from brightmoor
Sauce it up they call me chef, pop bottles on the top floor
Blood they got my back so f*ck the rest cuz they aint like us
So let me get to jumping cuz niggas aint go want it
Watch out my time is coming
Slow down bitch not for nothing
We up to get this money few pounds exotic cookie
Run with the realest OGs cuz I put the gang before me
Writer: Ethan Nelson, Kareem Williams, Malik Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid