Текст песни CUSTOMINKFAMOU$ - M.V.F.L feat. Aspekt, Dovahnoface, Iggy Jones & Mxtxbbyghost

West side
Puttin my 11s to the pedal like I'm not high
Unit movin mental boy the crew got fuckin real ties
Say you move professional but spittin off a blue mic
Maybe y'all should quit or Maybe we just be the rude type
The crew tight
The same that take a dog fight over fake nice
The principal is real spill you do not spill tight
I'm pretty
Feelin blue faced
Still ain't lose sight
And I said I said
Cool lemme kno what's the deal what's the word
Brodie actin crazy so the crazy got him hurt
Put the boy on blast
Put him on a shirt
Ain't no mac 11s 20 deep you in the dirt
Bitch

Bitch don't call me daddy call me big ig
Clique be so exclusive oppas mad they cannot get in
I ain't rockin with ya boys
Y'all moving like some bozos
The ones who used to clown me all the sudden got some fomo fashosho

Kiss of death baby no one do it like muah
Stepping to the squad walk away with a broken jaw
On my mothafucking mama smoke an oppa like the Zazi
Y'all some thugs up on the TL but in person y'all some razi

Big ig baby that's a big body
All these oppas looking squirmy gotta take em to the potty

whatchu saying bro? Yaddy yaddy
Smoking propane i be like goddamnit Bobby

They saw a ghost that ain't the issue
It's the blade up on me
I'm swipin cards and driving cars
These bitches hatin on me
These coppers right up on my ass
I think they gainin homie
I throw this bitch up to the 6
Now we flyin homie
We independent off this shit
I know the labels eyein
I'm pushin bangers looks and o's
Yo homies really tryin
I gotcha shawty on the phone
I know it's got u cryin
I putta price up on my phone
I know ur homies buying