FTI

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YSB OG - Rap

FTI

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[Intro] (Fuck the industry, nigga) (Ayy, Yuney, fire that shit up) Aight [Verse] Don't play it if you greasy, bitch Foenem just came home, we finna turn up, get it lit Throw your ass a party, then turn around and send a blitz Geeking 'round the lobby, lil' momma bust it, doing splits Six-hunnid, that's for one zip Rolling back to back on some dumb shit Stuff five grams in a wood like, fuck it Sliding all in traffic, bitch, we thugging in public Real dope dealer, bitch, we sell controlled substance I re-rock the brick, and my eyes wasn't even open Cuz hit my line, said, "Is that backdoor open?" Smoking on some jungle boys, boy, this shit smoking A hunnid P's in, get 'em gone, got 'em floating I'm in L.A. getting high as a blimp Takе a trip to the Raq, pop out with the stick Foenеm going crazy, they got .30's and them blicks Them folksnem got fifties and hunnid round clips Send a nigga fly high, long live the fly guy Talk down on the gang, he must not be a wise guy You ever seen a nigga brains make a momma cry-cry? Flexing on my exes in that foriegn, tell 'em, "Bye-bye" Soulja hating ass niggas, I can see you over there When a real nigga get in the room, all they do is stare Bitch, that not no bussdown, boy, that shit got a glare Know folksnem still taking shit, man, they really don't care [Outro] (Fuck the industry, nigga) (Ayy, Yuney, fire that shit up)

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  • YSB OG