FOB

Best foot first, kicking shit like Chun-Li
Car moving flashy, hoes be asking who's he
Drowning out the noise in my S.U.V
Blocking all these hoes with my F.U b, if I seem to be rude then excuse me
Give me space, let me dance, I be swaying groove
I ain't mad, matter fact, have my next boo, please
We don't want no lazy hoe that ain't got no duties

Ratchet bitch, with the tights and a set of hoopies
Hella stars in her eyes, got to cop her rupees
Solar with the plug, hit my line then you'll see, young Mack on the track is the next new G

If she ask for that cash then it's best that you please
Hit a lick then dip in my fresh new sleeze
You don't want no problems, just my next few threes
Cuz I be scoring by the buckets like my net's two three

Everybody wants to bet but nobody got a sleeve
Everybody wanna love but nobody wanna cheat
Everybody likes the table but nobody's got a seat
World star likes beef but nobody wanna meet

Walk by with the sauce and I make it look easy
Chacha with the slide and we make it look breezy
Claiming that you mine, ima need to see a receipt
Back of the line if you think that you gon' beat me
B.O.B status so all we do is C3

Raise the bar, chase a check, fuck the law, rep the set, on the floor, I protect, got the Lord, on my chest, hit the scene, when I'm set, what's the mood, never stress

Everybody wants to bet but nobody got a sleeve
Everybody wanna love but nobody wanna cheat
Everybody wants the plug but nobody wants the weed
Everybody hates the club but nobody wanna leave

We be smoking up in the place, ain't got a blunt with me
Roll with straight shooters so we keep it buck fifty
Killing hella shows, my shit better than the TV
Young scary nigga, heebeegee
It's a new age nigga, crack don't sell
But if we talking music, then crack done well
Never talking secrets nigga, Mack don't tell
Just hit me with numbers nigga, Mack don't spell
Eating up these digits, tryna chase a meal
Stacking to ceil, life of the party, hella trill, mellow still
I might take your bitch to the hills, then we hit her in the bed no Netflix and chill, Pop Smoke

Everybody wanna bet but nobody got a sleeve
Yeah we all wanna love but nobody wanna cheat
Everybody got potential but they won't pay the fee
She be asking what you on, I said it's all on me