Lyrics Grandpa - FSG Rell

I can sing on a track
I can sing on a track
Eat this dick up, but I'ma rapper bring it back uhh
You know Rell got the bag uh
Lil Tae got the bag uh
I'm in first, you in last uh
Living life too fast uh
FSG up next
Yeah I gotta new flex
Diamonds swang on my neck
Only gang, fuck the rest
You a rat and you smell
I won't ever go to jail
If I do I won't tell
Rell smoke a lot of L's
They say Rell how you do that with that swag
I was broke I was bum, but they taught me how to trap
Yeah I got a habit when that tech on me I brag
If you spin around my gang 3 Times I bet you getting tagged

I got Gucci on my feet
Diamonds froze on my wrist
Quick pose for a pic
Niggas know I'm the shit
Always riding 'round town
See an op put em down
If you ain't doing none with ya life and you sitting down you a clown
You can't hang you lame
I just got the best brain
In the club make it rain
You can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang
If ya girl come back
And she looking like a snack
I'ma have to eat that
Throw it back, clap clap
Niggas jelly don't bother
Bad as hell like a toddler
Wait wait wait
Niggas don't want problems
Know it cost to be the boss
So I'm paying what it cost
Living like a rockstar
I just blew 30 large
Niggas said I never would
I'm the lil engine that could
Bad bitches on my wood
Swear I'm up to no good
Get em grandpa, get em grandpa
Get em grandpa, get em grandpa
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it