Fancy (feat. Fat Ray)

Bust in her face twice, the same eye (The same eye)

Life gave me lemons, I made meringue pie (Meringue pie)

Banks hella mad, like, "Damn, it's the same guy" (It's the same guy)

Swim or drown, bro, I'm coachin', now may I (Yeah)

I was stuck in the same place like a hostage or a statue

My life was goin' downhill, I was facin' a uphill battle

I'm tryna better my wealth (Tryna better my wealth)

I asked my bookie what's the odds if I bet on myself? (If I bet on myself)

'Cause my past is dark, gothic

Everything I say sound good, it's melodic (Uh)

Sippin' on gin tonic, talkin'

Blowin' clouds that look like "pow" in a comic (Haha)

Her legs spread just like gossip (Like gossip)

I gave her dick, I ain't kill the pussy, but it's at hospice (It's at hospice)

Beat the feds, snitches and rivals, you know the gauntlet

Provide hope like Bron, and I promise (I promise)

But still pop a Drac' (Uh), huh

Like the grandpa of Adonis (Of Adonis)

All these toxins, I need a colonic

Cee-lo trips (Cee-lo trips), three sixes, you'd think I'm demonic (Yeah)

I was hooked on chronic when y'all was hooked on phonics (Huh)

But jottin' down on a loose leaf got me a groupie (Got me a groupie)

They said I should sign with Puff and wear a Coogi (Wear a Coogi)

'Cause I'm doin' big thangs (I'm doin' big thangs)

Hoppin' on tracks, leavin' shit stains (Shit stains)

Bruiser Wolf, cooler than a nickname (A nickname, a nickname)

Psh, uh

The crew rich, but ain't shit changed (Bruiser)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, roll up the cigar

Repertoire used by me, the F-A-T

Is you seein' what I'm seein'? We can make a killin'

And stack it to the ceilin', boom

The F and N been cocked, this butta out the Ziploc

At the pit stop competition gon' block

Resistance, I'ma go the distance

It's a hit, me and Wolf back lit

Bet the gang beat your ass if you sneak it

Let a **** hear your new shit, they gon' leak it, the industry the weakest

See me, B that is, R that is

You is ER, I see y'all squares

Don't you know my **** Danny fuckin' fed they kids?

Fuck your podcast, it ain't fuckin' with his

That's how it is, this shit is brewed out

Fuck a freak bitch, they gettin' flewed out

I'm finna ball, feelin' like I'm in Snowfall

All y'all livin' for likes and follows

All my bullets hollow, my bitch gon' swallow happily

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