The Whoop Family

Lyrics

[Intro: FMB DZ] (Getta Beats) Ayy [Verse 1: FMB DZ] Never catch me talkin' down on a nigga 'cause he broke Real nigga, I done been in that same boat before Bullets up to you to stay in that same boat to float Wintertime, but I spent two thousand for a coat The bitch ate the whole dick, I flipped her back, the red throat I was gone but now I'm back, the people callin' me the GOAT I'm makin' niggas bust U-turns, they switched sides on me Thinkin' I was runnin' out of gas, jumped out the ride on me But I'm right back, I'm on they necks, I'm 'bout to stеp on it I ain't got no heart, it's locked up, I put a latch on it I'm wearin' all whitе, the bitch better not get a speck on me It's gon' be a long night, a nigga thinkin' he gon' flex on me [Chorus: FMB DZ & Sada Baby] Nigga, the Whoop family, nigga, ask around We hit the club, we walkin' through the back, nobody pat us down Six months fuckin' with the dog or bust a Patek down I used to have it stashed in the bed, it's in the attic now Bitch left when I ain't had no pape', but look, I got it now Nigga play with me on stage, I'm pullin' pocket rocket out Hit a nigga dead in his shit, ain't nothin' to talk about If I ain't tryna spend it all, baby, I'm wanna ball it out (Hold up) [Verse 2: Sada Baby] Bitch, I'm on the East with it, hmm, yeah Bitch, I'm on the East with a dub in my Amiri jeans Still'll hit the road and stretch a nigga like a limousine See what he really mean, FN came equipped with infa beam Huh, I would cook the one two with some Enfamil Huh, pills blue, but these bitches not no Benadryl Hit a nigga block and show off that Draco, do a windmill Huh, lil' Blood just keep dropping off 'bows, he got ten kills, yeah Forty with his 40, he ain't even thirty Huh, be done shot him thirty times, nan gun ain't even have a 30 Huh, I've been clean than a bitch, double cup extra dirty Huh, I threw diamonds on my teeth, it got me talkin' sturdy Huh, tell your ho give me some brain, get nerdy Huh, she wanted me to eat the pussy but I can't, I'm allergic Huh, that's why I don't hit you raw, I keep a bondom on purpose Huh, ain't no nigga right here with the squad if he nervous, hmm-deugh [Chorus: FMB DZ] Nigga, the Whoop family, nigga, ask around We hit the club, we walkin' through the back, nobody pat us down Six months fuckin' with the dog or bust a Patek down I used to have it stashed in the bed, it's in the attic now Bitch left when I ain't had no pape', but look, I got it now Nigga play with me on stage, I'm pullin' pocket rocket out Hit a nigga dead in his shit, ain't nothin' to talk about If I ain't tryna spend it all, baby, I wanna ball it out