Текст песни FTJ (Intro) - Flyaz

Ye ye ye ye
I was really on my ones, i kept it real From the Jump
He was talking crazy
Til my broski chucked him in the trunk
I was really in my feelings, over bitches What the Fuck
Now i got inside my bag, one day ill get bentley Truck

Im really pissed
I stay up in my feelings
In the booth im spittin jelousy
With hatred with it
Boy thats my bitch that aint ur bitch
And you could never hit it
He got supplies but he a bitch
So i might have to lick it
Ive hit the edge

And i could never take my time
I swear i never did
Refuse to die to be forgotten
Like i never lived
I need a milli on a milli
On my mum ill give
Straight out the village
But im nothing but a kid

Now im really in my feelings over riches, What the Fuck
Need my bread up n my cred up
Cus we stuck yuh
She was dancing like she really wanna fuck, yuh
Im demaning shorty pussy, wish me luck, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Im on a motherfucking wave
Ride the wave until the grave
Im inna buildin w my team
Smoking dope, dropkick the lean
Got my dick inside her splien
Mr yaz move really clean
She addictive, nicotine
Yeah she white but look latine
Eight AM cus im a fein im a fein
At the door let me in
What he say, let us win

I was really on my ones, i kept it real From the Jump
He was talkin crazy
Til my broski chucked him in the trunk
I was really in my feelings, over bitches What the Fuck
Now i got inside my bag, one day ill get bentley Truck

Im quick
Im to show my bitch
But i aint quick to show no pit
Hes in really in the pit
Leave his ass in the abyss
Ill leave him in the mist
I truly truly hope you rest in piss
Moving like the don dada