FGE Cypher, Pt. 3

Yeah, FGE shit, ****

Mob shit, ****

Look, big wings

On a **** like the emblem with the big B's

Me and Tony, two players like a split screen

I put some shooters on your ass like some skinny jeans

And they gon' show up poled up, shootin' anything

'Cause they know a **** breaded like some chicken wings

So for me, they get it poppin' like it's in the grease

I have my youngins take your life and give it to me

I swear them **** ain't right, like fifty degrees

Zoro when I cut it, leave her with the big Z's

And she gon' chew a **** up 'cause I'm big league

You **** small ball, all my **** ball hogs

Shooters whack you with that iron like a golf ball

Put a hole in a **** with the sawed-off

Say he want beef, but you **** all talk

But we can still shoot about it like a false call

Body on the stretcher, why he gettin' hauled off?

And have his **** all lost, yellin', "Aw, nah!"

All y'all dawgs shoulda been totin', though

But I still feel like I gotta show 'em, though

I put the wings on a **** like he OVO

Even though I'm at the top of the totem pole

I still take the shit wherever you wanna go

And then I take your bitch wherever she wanna go

Fly guys takin' off, ****

**** fake as fuck

That's why I choose to hug a pole

Had to bear up

Fill a hater up with shells like he layin' numb

Pockets healthy just like Gucci, tryna keep it up

I can't hit your bitch, just gotta spend the day wit' her

Give her dick, she sport it good, like I'm payin' her

Fresh as hell, be on point like Deadshot

Shawty let me slide in like the Redbox

Got her man hot, I want neck, headlock

Takin' bitches, think I'm Future, look who's Scotty pimpin'

Like he seen a magic trick, he wonder how I did it

You know I had to bag his bitch, but ain't nobody in it

No details how I did it

My bitch crazy and I'm crazy, I'm Joker, she Harley Quinn

I be all up in her water like tryna learn how to swim

Haters tryna block the shine like a **** rockin' a brim

If the snakes up in the grass, I'ma stomp the yard in some Timbs

These old bitches hit my line, had to cut 'em off like a limb

Got new bitches on my line, had to cut 'em all like a pimp

And I got my money up like I'm tapin' it to the ceiling

I be fresh, swag, kill 'em, I murder 'em, no attempt

Had to show everybody I'm fly, but no event

I pop up just like a adder, I load it like movin' shit

If he try to do 'em dirty just like the water in Flint

Then I be shootin' after him, just like Knockout, but I don't miss

Fly guy, flew in this bitch with a high side

Why lie? I see it like I Spy

They want us dead, my God, but I ride

I'm a cool cat, but ****, I ain't got nine lives

Bitch, it's YOLO, fuck the po-po

Don't go nowhere without the 4-0, that's a no-no

Up on 'em like I'm poppin' no-doze, let him hold those

Bitch, I'm a dawg on a gold road like I'm Toto, huh

But I don't follow up a chase behind no bitch

It ain't no Fritos, ****, Lays behind those chips

I got brothers in the grave that I so miss

Got dawgs fightin' in the cage, no Michael Vick

Harry Potter with that stick on a snitch

You know how we playin', if they sendin' shots in 'em six

Then we keep sprayin'

Preacher talkin' 'bout turn a cheek, fuck what he's sayin'

Kill him and it's justified sin, but we keep prayin'

In a world where majority sleep, horribly weak

And they slaughter when they order the sheet

God sharpenin' my sword, and bitch, I'm goin' for the cheek

Make sure I give Him everything before I'm goin' to sleep

Huh, feel this, who want a war with the sun?

I do this shit for my loved ones who don't know what's to come

Hardships, XXX shit, they gon' know not to run

God first, load up some guns, and store up some funds

When you shinin', watch the snake that's tryna soak up your sun

Yeah, they hate it when you make it and you don't owe 'em none

I pray I handle what I can and made her wrestle the slums

Why so serious, 'cause bitch, when you the joke, it ain't fun, huh?

No Surrender No Retreat, bitch

FGE, we gotta eat, bitch

'Bout to kill another beat, bitch

I'm like here we go, I did my part for the squad

Now we in it, though

If you ain't rockin' with the God, what you livin' for?

I can't lie, it's feels good when I'm sinnin', though

That's money gram to the fam, you don't hear me, though

Yeah, I was made to get that paper like a envelope

See, I turned nothing into something, I was really broke

Had to come up the harder way, ain't have a penny, though

I used to meet my clientele up in the liquor store

I sold more O's than a fuckin' box of Cheerios

Left all the bullshit behind, Tom Thibodeau

Rap God in this bitch like a embryo

And I like all my bitches bad like a billy goat

I put your ho up on the wall like a centerfold

Deep stroke in that bitch, I ain't swimmin', though

It's fuck bitches, get money, like a gigolo

I'm ballin' tatted, bitch, I'm bam-bam-bigelow

If they want drama, tell 'em holla, I be wit' it, though

That's off top, mask up, Rey Mysterio

Show up these ****, all talk, Arsenio

Special beam on my cannon like I'm Piccolo

Pull it out the pants, cook a **** like he in a stove

Shoot a **** like he tryna drop a video

Six feet, put him in like he preachin' told

Punchlines hurt opponents like I'm Riddick Bowe

I'm lyrical, I been this cold, this shit is critical

Yeah, I'ma kill it how you want it, ****, pick a flow

The illest quotes every line, like I'm sniffin' coke

Rap God in this bitch, ****