Lyrics What You Thought - FSG Rell feat. Nile, Fat Nahm, Leaf, La610 & Bangaa

King
FSG
Rest In Peace Bud

You know Rell be flexing aye
Diamonds dancing Mike Jackson aye
I can ball with no basket aye
Hit two times and I pass it aye
Flash ya pack I might grab it aye
Best friend an automatic aye
Young na Ima savage aye
Y'all don't dig what I'm trapping aye
No choice to keep me a nine aye
Vest and a mask when it's time aye
Diamonds they shine on my watch aye
I can't keep track of the time aye
I need a Rollie thats flooded aye
Backwoods is burning like usher aye
Glock hanging out of my draws aye
Just so you know how I'm coming

Take risk I ain't ever switching
Tried tell em, but they didn't listen
In my bag and it's been a minute
In a Johnny and its fucking tinted
In all black about to do a hit
Hoodie on me like who is this
Should I empty out the whole clip
Na shouldn't had grabbed his hip
FSG I'm riding with my guys
RNO we don't recognize
Stay away y'all some goofy guys
Got some hittas on standby
We sent that shit when y'all came by
Ns ran when we came by
Man I wish Bud would of survived
Now I gotta walk around with the nine

16 I was moving ounces in a day
17 I was on that corner with the ye
Kee said F-N kill em with the K
Free ty, free spazz, and free that na Taye
Rest in Peace Bud give a fuck about what you say
If it's really drama we gone slide in broad day
D1 got that my na gone spray
RNO TRG my ns don't play
Fat Nahm I'm in the cut I'm trapping all day

Last time I rapped, less ns was packing
Less ns was trapping
Less ns was rapping
More ns been snapping
Cause I'm back in action
Ns soft like fabric
Money move my fashion
Wake up, I cash it
Fall asleep I'm bagging
Counting money I practice
A.I with the practice
A1 established
Make bitches do backflips
Yeah I'm off this jawn until I'm back on my rap shit, Leaf

Code red, code red
Never talk to the feds
Bitches slide to my crib
Back shots from the rip
Throw a shot at ya lip
My ns never slip
Jug and finesse what I do
Bitches on me like glue
Now I do what I do
Bussing traps out the blue
Copping everything that's new
Bussing traps time flew
Now a na in the studio
Mix the purple with the dew
Now I'm feeling brand new
Passing dimes like drew

Want smoke right now
Want drink right now
Get high right now
I still can't believe my young nigga bud in the sky right now
Shit feel like a dream, man that's the main reason
I'm high right now
Fuck up a check, if he disrespect me he gone die right now
If a na act crazy, I put it on bud we gone slide right now
Catch an op slipping, this glizzy go up and he drop right now
We out here chasing, you know my ns on the block right now
I got a lil bitch, I don't give a fuck about a thot right now