[Intro: Skengdo (Y. Rendo) & AM]
2bunny
I don't need to @ my man
I'm onto him and he knows, he knows it
C4
3 GB, 3 S-Man, 3 TS
Look how many times we lurked
And the feds came just in time (lucky)
My bros
Tell the opps stop tweetin'
[Verse 1: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)]
Smoke bare loud to the dome
Them man know not to lack round me
Get way, the chance is O
Just had a word with bro
Then I had to dash that phone
The pack came true it's nuts
Got link yam and that's bro
Darg these streets are cold
I don't need to @ my man
I'm onto him and he knows
Been in the field with gang
That's way before ten toes
And these feds wanna lock me
Probably watching me on roads
Badders on me just slop it
Then I pa** it onto my bro
And who thinks they're really on
They see 4s and they blow
Got Savannah and Demi
And bro take they up O
He ain't coming back when he's f**ing done
He's waiting on the reload
TFace is a savage one
Well you already got told
[Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)]
410 fiddy that's dads
Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash
Run, trip up, get stabbed
Don't do it for the fans, darg
But I got love for the fans
Go get your money, go get your bread up
And don't worry about man
I swear certain man come like fans
[Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)]
410 fiddy that's dads
Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash
Run, trip up, get stabbed
Don't do it for the fans, darg
But I got love for the fans
Go get your money, go get your bread up
And don't worry about man
I swear certain man come like fans
[Verse 2: AM]
See 25
C4s, CG same thing
Crash 25
And them crashers f**ed in the head
Just look at their eyes
And that skududu all that woof
Man'll get fried
And, look how many times we lurked
And the feds came just in time
And she was tryna off her skirt
Clearly she lost her mind
b**h I want noddy
Said it like a hundred times
And feds wanna see my face
I'm linked to a hundred crimes
Got nicked like a hundred times
Hella pum for them f**boys that love boys
Can't reason with it
Tings there just touch boys
Them steroids go sleepy with it
Ching ching, just cut boys can't
Nuff toys man's made for the sh**
Bad B don't cuff boys, just uck boys
She's made for the dick
Don't chat sh** it's bad for your head
f** that yute he's chatting to feds
Man don't talk, man rob
Man don't talk, man clap instead
Shotgun, soldier, batty in bench
f** them girls who's catty for them
Who what where? I'll marry a skeng
Skududu dududu for them
Skududu dududu for them
I am the A and I am the M
Skududu dududu for them
Skududu dududu for them
Skududu dududu for them
[Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)]
410 fiddy that's dads
Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash
Run, trip up, get stabbed
Don't do it for the fans, darg
But I got love for the fans
Go get your money, go get your bread up
And don't worry about man
I swear certain man come like fans
[Outro: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)]
410 fiddy that's dads...
Crash..run, trip up, get stabbed
Fans, darg...but I got love for the fans
Go get your money, go get your bread up
And don't worry about man
I swear certain man come like fans