FWNB by ELMO CPT Lyrics
{HOOK}
I do not fuck with nobody
I'm in the stu with my gazi
All of my boyz in the back seat
Somebody gon' catch a body
Baby don't you try to play me
I'll put your name on a playlist
Give me some time then i'm A-list
Haters can lick on my Anus
{VERSE 1}
Running around for Madibas
Running around with my dick out
Too PG rated need Blippers
Some of you rappers need clippers
Cut 'em all off like umbilical
Fuck is you talking 'bout lyrical
Fuck outta here don't be ridicule
Halo on me shit is biblical
{HOOK}
I do not fuck with nobody
I'm in the stu with my gazi
All of my boyz in the back seat
Somebody gon' catch a body
Baby don't you try to play me
I'll put your name on a playlist
Give me some time then i'm A-list
Haters can lick on my Anus
{VERSE 2}
Verbal artillery lethal
I use the shit when i need to
I put my foot in their deep throat
Look how they gaggin' on these joints
I like my shit with no ad lips
Niggas be talking no action
I don't see how you comparing
Corolla to a McLaren
I keep it brief in a case (yeah)
Don't be trying to match with my pace (yeah)
I Guarantee you gon' fail (yeah)
I wear my heart on my sleeve (yeah)
I do this shit in my sleep
Fuck up a cheque with the homies we lit (yeah)
I do not fuck with nobody
I'm in the stu with my gazi
All of my boyz in the back seat
Somebody gon' catch a body
Baby don't you try to play me
I'll put your name on a playlist
Give me some time then i'm A-list
Haters can lick on my Anus
{VERSE 1}
Running around for Madibas
Running around with my dick out
Too PG rated need Blippers
Some of you rappers need clippers
Cut 'em all off like umbilical
Fuck is you talking 'bout lyrical
Fuck outta here don't be ridicule
Halo on me shit is biblical
{HOOK}
I do not fuck with nobody
I'm in the stu with my gazi
All of my boyz in the back seat
Somebody gon' catch a body
Baby don't you try to play me
I'll put your name on a playlist
Give me some time then i'm A-list
Haters can lick on my Anus
{VERSE 2}
Verbal artillery lethal
I use the shit when i need to
I put my foot in their deep throat
Look how they gaggin' on these joints
I like my shit with no ad lips
Niggas be talking no action
I don't see how you comparing
Corolla to a McLaren
I keep it brief in a case (yeah)
Don't be trying to match with my pace (yeah)
I Guarantee you gon' fail (yeah)
I wear my heart on my sleeve (yeah)
I do this shit in my sleep
Fuck up a cheque with the homies we lit (yeah)