Текст песни FN - Cxution

To my ops I'm smoking ya pack
I stole yo flow have it back
Y'all niggas Aching and shaking just mad cause I'm getting racks

Money making I'm getting stacks
Jaw breaking, I'll get ya smacked
No faking must be mistaking, This bitch will blow off ya cap

FN Will blow out your back
FN, it stay in my lap
I'm steady prepping, I'm stepping, I'm thinking y'all should step back
My set in repping, al-always carry my weapon
This FN, like who you testing, keep messing we'll
Send that boy up to heaven

I'm steady Counting my blessing
Dat hook should teach you a lesson
Get schooled, stop acting cool, that shit will have you confession
To my ma-fucking presence
Think I'm what? Nope Keep guessing
I am the GOAT no expression
Like y'all my ma-fucking peasants

It's over it's Armageddon
I drove her crazy I'm betting
Exposure I'm getting recognized can't do no forgetting
Of what was done in the beginning
Need closure, So tired of sinning
Won't break a sweat and in debt
Y'all upset y'all I'm steady grinning
I'm steady grinning
Yea, I'm steady grinning
Won't break a sweat and in debt
Y'all upset y'all I'm steady winning
Go round and round her shit spinning
Sick of the yap I Put a pin in
Her jeans they linen
Her friends are too
So I guess that they twinning
Been a while yea it's been a minute
Since I have bout reached my limit
How all the money surrounds me
Shit I just go swimming

Money making I'm getting stacks
Jaw breaking I'll get ya smacked
No faking must be mistaking, This bitch will blow off ya cap

FN Will blow out your back
FN, it stay in my lap
I'm steady prepping, I'm stepping, I'm thinking y'all should step back
My set in repping, always carry my weapon
This FN, like who you testing, keep messing we'll
Send that boy up to heaven

No for real
My shit'll have you talking to ghost for real
Nope for real
Don't think y'all get it, Admit it, How you feel, Feeling ill
Hope Cxution don't really think he the goat for real
Oh for real, Y'all niggas doubting that shit so surreal

Psych nigga I believe it
Don't want the hate I Leave it
Don't Need it, I won't repeat it
Oh yea yo car she keyed it
This choppa will have you bleeding
It's hungry I gotta feed it
Don't know how well I treat it
Aim down and then I delete it
It's Mission Completed

I said It's Mission Completed
Y'all know a G what keep it
Y'all steady begging for secrets
Rap on the beat, I defeat it
I freeze it up then reheat it
Deliver yes y'all receive it
The life taker, Your maker
Know just can't wait to meet it
FN will stop you from breathing
FN will leave yo ass leaking
FN definite-ly smith and Wesson yo ass believe it
FN Will blow out your back
FN, it stay in my lap
I'm steady prepping, I'm stepping, I'm thinking y'all should step back
My set in repping, al-always carry my weapon
This FN, like who you testing, keep messing we'll
Send that boy up to heaven

FN Will blow out your back
FN, it stay in my lap
I'm steady prepping, I'm stepping, I'm thinking y'all should step back
My set in repping, always carry my weapon
This FN, like who you testing, keep messing we'll
Send that boy up to heaven
We'll send that boy up to heaven