Fish scale (feat. Big julo & Peso Peso)

From the motherfuckin' A Town, all the way to the H, you hear what I'm fuckin' sayin' Bitch ass nigga, you want beef, we gon' cook that shit up FashoSkii No kizzy Fishscale straight drop No cut That's an awful lot of cough Syrup in a cup Nigga, what So what I got that 40 tuck Yeah Yeah Get your ass slumped We got macs We got glocks Keep a carbon We got gas We got land Grow a garden Red beam on his head he a target We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson All the bullshit made me heartless I'ma East Point, 404 Spartan Ain't from Houston, but I ball like James Harden I listened to your mixtape That shit was garbage Nigga, don't mistake me for no fuckin' artist Point that draco to his chest, show him where his heart is Shawty got good brain, I think she the smartest And if I'm being honest, I feel we the hardest I know that I'ma shine, cause I survived the darkest times Pussy nigga hatin' tell that boy fall in line Fuck if it's illegal, we get paid off a Crimes They offered me to sign a deal, but I declined Fish scale straight drop, no cut That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped We got macs,we got glocks, keep a carbon We got gas, we got land, grow a garden Red beam on his head, he a target We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson Ayy, blow this bitch down with a chopper Big Julo, I'm the hood doctor And we dont ride in no impalas Lamb trucks, and we from the bottom Hell yeah, you know I brought that shit with me I got the Gucci trippin' with the Fendi Hell yeah, nigga, I'm bout my business I got clips, and yeah, they extended Got the 45th cock bag These niggas talk shit, we send shots back Now them niggas, where they walk at they die at Bullets be flying past Fish scales straight drop, no cut That's an awful lot of cop syrup in a cup Nigga, what, so what, I got that 40 tuck Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped We got macs , we got glocks, keep a carbon We got gas, we got land, grow a garden Red beam on his head, he a target We gon' burn this bitch down like an arson Like an arson, nigga, burn this bitch down Nigga acting like a target, I'm a walk a nigga down I ain't gotta have no mask, pitch black when I come around And I'm dripping flavor while I'm smoking weed out the pound, nigga I be riding with my bros, I be sliding with that tech nigga, know how it go Shout out my lil' nigga, he be dropping shit I scoot up on him with that chopper, get to popping shit Know I be rocking shit when I be all up in that trap spot I swear I'm posted by that stop sign with black glocks These niggas mad I got the game locked up like padlocks Yeah, you all ready, know black with me knock yo ass out nigga Fish scale straight drop, no cut That's an awful lot of cough syrup in a cup Nigga, what So what I got that 40 tuck Yeah, yeah, get your ass slumped We got macs, we got glocks, keep a carbon We got gas, we got land, grow a garden Red beam on his head, he a target We gon' burn this bitch down like a arson