Fox 2 (feat. Peezy)

Catch me flyin' up the motherfuckin' street I'm in somethin' so fast, I be gone when you

blink Leave that broke **** alone, get with me

Girl, leave that fuck **** alone, get with me

Fly bad, bitch, the Cali, she be long on the beach

With Benz coupe, ****, I don't be long in no jeep

Micah, Mary, denim jeans, I don't be long on my T

I don't worry long, bitch, this Louis V

Richest **** from my neighborhood between you and me

Ain't no pressure, bro, he doin' bad, I loaned him a Jeep

Brody said he got his line goin', I loaned him a key

I got hella faith in him, it was gone in a week

You got hella snake gear, you be long on the teeth

I'm strapped more with pay, talkin' on the phone with big meat

We backstab with K's, waitin' at your home when it's beef

No access, I buy no shoes, now when I home, I was O.T

They done fucked up and let me back home to I.S.O.V

Them **** fucked up, actin' like they really got some teeth

Bro, you dumb as fuck, thinkin' you can really fuck with me

Boy, you a fuckin' chump, fakin' like you gangsta, I'm a G

200,000 for the tab last time I went to eat

100,000 on the bag last time I hit the V

Made riches out of rags on the corner sellin' D's

Stuffin' nicks inside a bag, so crack on every street

I'm the boss, bitch, fuck your baby daddy, ain't got shit on me

I talk shit, cause I can bag it up, I got that shit on me

I hawk spit in a **** face, don't say shit to me

I bought zips and sold around the way, I'm in a different league

Cartier love braces, need a screw to take it off

Started in my auntie basement, now the crew be takin' off

Blew it, threw it, and I caught it, ran it through, I'm Randy Morris

I wanna see you eat, too, I took the sack and handed off

I wanna see you eat, I got a mansion condo and a loft

I got three hoes with me now, I feel like Santa Claus

Slag down your block, shoot up the house and knock the cameras off

Flippin' off the yacht into the ocean, doin' cannonballs

Say my prayers before I eat my plate, yeah, I got manners

I'll crush your ass up and make you fall like I handle

Granny Call said my face was on the news, I told her, change the channel

The **** tried to play, I shot him twice, I had to trade the hammer

Ten racks at the day shift, I'm with my favorite dancer

Cryin', was complainin' about the packs, I had to make them fatter

Drunk a whole pint of wine, girl, that's fuckin' with my bladder

I make some shit and keep it to myself, I learned that from my daddy

Made a million in they face, now these **** bitter

Ain't made a killin', got a way to ask me how I did it

Made 50 in a day, I put it up, forget it

I'm in the city, in the Wraith, pickin' up my ****

Made it from the bottom, sellin' topside

How you lookin' for me, bitch, I'm outside

She on her period, I ran a stop sign

My hood, all you hear is cop sirens, shots fired

Break a pussy-ass ****, jog her, get your mouth wired

Fuck a cocktail through the window, start a house fire

Clio said, you sellin' bullshit, man, that is not fire

I had them lined up around the corner just like Popeye's