Fenix Flexin Fire Drill (feat. Louda Lou)
(DJ Flippp, make that money flip)
Verse 1: Fenix Flexin
Captain save a hoe, he heroic
He just bought it for the gram, he don't tote it
Nigga, why you movin' with no motive
I ain't f..ckin with these nigga boy they bogus
She just pulled it out my pants, she wanna hold it
F&N hit em in the head and it exploded
Prolly somewhere on the road with a hoe bitch
Ain't no pills buried but these niggas getting (?)
If you talking bout the city, nigga we control it
We them niggas with the bag if you ain't notice
And we riding with them (?) call em (?)
We gon park this niggas whip leave the brakes smoking
Nigga, on my momma doe
It's a fire drill, make em stop drop and roll
Nigga all that playin thought get you dropped for sure
Brodie lookin hella crazy bout to lock and load
Yea I got that heavy metal we can rock and roll
Been getting to the bag, been knockin hoes
When them niggas took the brodie we did all nighters
Ay you see the Gucci fit with the Off-Whiters
Nigga, I get real fresh
Nigga rappin out them bodies, he ain't killed yet
We just walked up in the cupboard, Keltec(?)
Old (?) we got wok, we got real tech
