[Intro]
Fuck, fuck, fuck
(This muhfucka Fuegitoooo, man)
(Ahh)

[Verse]
You know I had to tuck my Gen, it’s on me
Went outside look for a opp, I’m lonely
2 gen, 2 strap in my hoodie
Hit a rep in the whip off that cookie
Big opp, we take him down, he think he bully
Drac got on Nike tech and it’s wooden
This is not a Kris Vec, this a Uzi
N***a fell for that trap, it’s a booby
I ain’t wanna roll the strain, it’s too gooey
Big truck, get out my lane or I’ma move you
You gon’ see me clutchin’ behind dark tint
Red seats inside peppermint
Gucci sweater, get yo’ sweater bucked too
Put yo’ money down, I’m ready to gamble
Lil’ twin went down, I lеft him in shambles
Deep in the streets, we might gotta scramblе
Stick undefeated, I know how to handle
Bp, I ain’t gotta sit back
Nike tech, went and got it, it’s black
Way I whip, put my whip in a drag
Do a heist, gotta cover up the tag
Fish fry, opps get deep fried
Get drunk then I drink a V8
Took down, you got took down on yo’ bday
Star 67, they called me on 3 way
Saks Fifth splurgin’, I used to shop Ebay
Used to be nervous, you got all yo’ teammates
Take off sheisty and you see a lean face
You take off meds and we see a green face
Pushed up, I tried to home invade (This muhfucka Fuegitoooo, man)
I don’t eat then my lungs is dazed (Ahh)
I ain't ate, but I still got payed
I ain’t smoke I tell my partner they raged
Fake weed, you be havin’ turp on yo’ page
Smokin' the crowd, put you up on the stage
Soon I get [?], I'm nerfing this place
Caught on a boun', he's pickin' his pace
I catch a flagger, I'm stomping his face
Hotbox smoked out burning like mace
Red Dead Redemption, Glock on my waist
Uzi in my jacket, I bring it incase
[?] do voodoo in my hood
Leggin', geekin', put a eighth in the wood
That the lil' drank, you be [?]
We on the Battle Bus, we jump out above
Spit out the shake, I smoke all of my buds
Forgot to put my mask on, they who it was
Mix the Quagen, Quagen in the lemonade
Stand down, finna send out Renegade
Fresh drip, spend some racks on my jacket
[?] guns, I get [?] back in
Miller the woods, I chew out my mag
This bitch blowing, blow out a blag
Fine shit going, she gon' shot its glass
Lil twin get stomach eating, sleepin' a mask
Hand me some racks, I got deep in my bag
Fuck n***a spooked to tap in my swag