FOR FUN

Aye, let me hear that ho, Jeff

I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (Beep, beep)

For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit till I'm dumb Dumb

I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one One

Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung My lung

I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk

1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt Frrah

The FN-57 all on my waist, there's no need for me to pop the trunk Trunk, you too

You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love My love

You should enjoy your whole day 'cause I am good, my love I'm good, my love

How you keep tryna make me fuck but you didn't even wan' suck?

Both of my pockets they stuffed, uh

Bank account tryna erupt Woah

I can never go bankrupt Woah

I put your bitch in the tub, yeah

I don't believe in good luck I don't (No)

Knuck if you buck, make her nut What? What?

She never slept in my house House

Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck, yeah

I just get geeked off the drugs, yeah

Sometimes I check on my plug, yeah

I get money with some Crips, yeah

I get money with some Bloods, yeah

But you don't know, uh

You ain't never seen my other side

Complexion, that's from my mother's side

Don't got the waves, that's my brother's side No

I will give you almost everything Everything

You don't have to just take some of mine No

Rockin' VETEMENTS from the summer line Summer line

And you know it is the Wintertime Yeah

I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (Woo, slatt, let's go, fun)

For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit till I'm dumb (Dumb, dumb)

I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One-on-one)

Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung My lungs

I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (Skunk, skunk)

1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt (Uh, huh)

The FN-57 all on my waist, there's no need for me to pop the trunk Trunk

You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love Yeah

You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love

You keep tryna make me cuff, but you keep playin' with my love Why?

I don't even cuff my jeans, why would I make a thot, uh, my queen? (My queen)

She wanna fuck my team, I could blow that bitch to smithereens Let's go

I said, "Fuck your team", we pulled up just like the Marines The Marines

**** don't want no beef, I ain't never never eatin' no Jimmy Dean's

Yeah, as far as I go is pop a bean

She sniff coke, that lil' bitch a fiend, yeah

Yeah, she not countin' money

Not crack cards, but she know now reef, aye

Y'all ****, y'all too funny

Jim Carrey me, myself and Irene (Me and Irene)

I might start sellin' trees, just the way I always gotta leave

I might start sellin' plants, just the way your bitch ate up the seed Yeah

Chanel pearl came out a clam, this shit on my neck look like beads, aye

I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun Let's go (Yeah-yeah, fun)

For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit till I'm dumb (Dumb-dumb)

I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One-on-one)

Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung My lungs

I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (Smell like skunk)

1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt Frrah

The FN-57 all on my waist, there's no need for me to pop the trunk Trunk

You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love My love