Nightmare On Figg St.

What's 50 grand to a muh fucka like me, can you please remind me?

Shit, I'll remind ya

Put that steel behind ya

Put ya five inside ya

Better chill out wit' all that flossin' potna

(Ball so hard) you must be cray

Leave em in the streets with his shoelaces missin'

And socks up off his feet

Pistol holdin' gonorrhea nigga

Skeet skeet

Soul dropped

Rock dropped

Dot dropped

Black Hippy, TDE

Well fuck it nigga lets 4-peat

A dope Hoover dealer, uh, ADHD, fuck that

Lets bake coke and cook crack

Fuck the sheriffs, the gang unit

Fuck crash

Pimp hoes or wring ya bread, she love tracks

Crack of dawn

Figg get it, yeah we get it, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah

All season, every year

Niggas better hope our star poppin

Before I start robbin the reup wit oxycontin

On figg we see it

We need it

We want it

We get it

Its stormin', its snowin', its floodin'

And still out here thuggin'

On figg we see it

We need it, we want it

We get it

Figg get the money yea

Figg get the money yea

Uh, whats 50 grand to a muh fucka like you, you still need a reminder?

(Yeah, thought so)

Shit I'm loco

38 brown call him coco

Stick around the block boy

Tell em go go

Don't stop shootin til ya all red tho

Yellow tape muh fucka shoulda yield ho (shoulda yield ho)

Why you all tough fo'?

See yo' gangsta ass later at the crossroads

The landlord turn your lieutenant into a tenant

And if ya rims spinnin' ya jaw dented

Ima grown man dog, I ain't kiddin'

The end has come

So, keep weed and big lungs

Big guns

Brought on her knees

The holy ghost, she speak in tongues

Murder searchin'

Why even run when scotty done

Nigga you must got me confused

Bitch I'm from the groove

On figg side makin moves

Drive to pussy more than I do to church

No AC, but the heater work, MURK!