Name Somebody F.W.M

Lyrics

[Intro] (J, this shit too crazy) [Verse 1] I can't name another nigga fucking with me Quarter in the wood cost $150 Tryna run the rap game like 50 Bows come from Sacramento like Bibby My young nigga got a Glock 10 milli You know we gotta keep it on us in the city Stomach shot leave that nigga shitty Stuff a 50-ball in my Dickies I don't trust niggas, niggas sticky I ain't tryna fuck, bitch, make it quicky Glock sticks, you know they hold 50 Taking bows down to Mississipi Every week in another city I'll never leave my brother like I'm 150 Everywhere I go, I got thugs with me Throwing Bs, got some Bloods with me He throwing Cs, I got cuz with me Can't go nowhere without my gun with me He can't go nowhere, he ain't got no funds with him He switched sides, I don't fuck with him If she stay down, then I fuck with her If she stay down, run it up with her Skino always in the cut with us Got some lean with me, bring a cup with you I... know these niggas be hating a lot I'm throwing Bs 'cause I'm from the block A nigga play with gang, I'm getting him dropped I wanna fuck, I want the top If you my brother, I'm calling you Ock If she ho, I'm calling her thot If you ain't talking money, nigga you get blocked [Bridge] I don't fuck with niggas, they opps Niggas start beefing, they call the cops $500 just for a pop Me and my niggas locked in like locs Bro keep a stick, he is a mop You ain't no bully, nigga you ain't no jock I feel like Boosie, I'm calling the shots These niggas worser than Instagram bots [Verse 2] I can't name another nigga fucking with me Quarter in the wood cost $150 Tryna run the rap game like 50 Bows come from Sacramento like Bibby My young nigga got a Glock 10 milli You know we gotta keep it on us in the city Stomach shot leave that nigga shitty Stuff a 50-ball in my Dickies