Текст песни FIFA (feat. JaceJay) - Mak11

I want Franklins like Aretha
All this dank I'm Wiz Khalifa
Cop a chain and swipe the Visa
Got the gang I'm with my creatures
Quick to pay me for the features
If you hating I don't need ya
In my bag they on the bleachers
Kicking game on y'all like FIFA

I just want some Balenciega sneakers
With Amiri jeans
Drunk up off a Henny bottle
Feeling lit like kerosene
I'm from another echelon
Not seeing any fear in me
The youngin put the pressure on 'em
Keep them haters clear of me
Smoking like Jamaicans
Always stoned I call it therapy
I'm focused on my paper
Like I go to college every week
They hoping I don't make it
Imma blow up on em guaranteed
I noticed y'all was faking
Stop the joking y'all some parodies
I want all the cake
I'm plotting carefully it's calculated
Got a lot at stake on God
I'm here to keep shit calibrated
Stomping out the snakes
I got 'em scared I see they agitated
Watching y'all's mistakes
They not prepared for me they mad I made it
Bitch yeah can't you tell I'm a titan
Bet I'm in this shit
I'm finna give 'em hell and they frightened
Yeah I'm with the clique
This piff it might just smell when we light it
We get them dividends
We living life however we like it, aye

I want Franklins like Aretha
All this dank I'm Wiz Khalifa
Cop a chain and swipe the Visa
Got the gang I'm with my creatures
Quick to pay me for the features
If you hating I don't need ya
In my bag they on the bleachers
Kicking game on y'all like FIFA

Kick the ball I'm balling
You know that I'm all in
23 on my back, I'm the goat
Yeah bitch I'm Jordan
Going up, leap for the lay
Foul I called it
Niggas steady hating
Let it be, I got energy
Laser with the beam, at your bean
Knock you out your dream
Bitch I'm with the team, and the gang
What the fuck you mean
And I got the three
Got blue hunnits and I got the green
Trench on moving militant
The .30 in my pocket
Tell me what you want
The plug will pull up, drop you out your socket
If a nigga wanna pull up on my dawgs
Tell him I got it
If it's smoke, get the Wiz Khalifa
Burn him with the rocket, uh
Mak

I want Franklins like Aretha
All this dank I'm Wiz Khalifa
Cop a chain and swipe the Visa
Got the gang I'm with my creatures
Quick to pay me for the features
If you hating I don't need ya
In my bag they on the bleachers
Kicking game on y'all like FIFA