Flow Barz & Rhythm 1 (F.B.R 1) - Baha Muzik

(Lil Rah) (Str8 Barz) (Aye) Fresh off the jet Won't break a sweat You not a threat Want smoke that's a bet You get wet like a pool Kdubb keep a tool Young Koby was with it He had it at school These niggas be hating I swear they be capping You do not want smoke My niggas bout action We stay toolied up yea toat that static Smoking on fossil my nigga Jurassic My niggas make money My niggas like cheaddar Yo bitch on my dick Digging shit like a shovel You want that smoke Then get on my level Nigga you fake Just like yo bezzel I got a play with them killas and robbers I call up Kdubb pouring 4's out the bottle You beef bout' a bitch you can have that lil hoe She gave the brain then I let her go Got a AR with a dick and a scope You don't want smoke bust you head cantaloupe My niggas in the mud they deep Me and bro on the road nine be under the seat I'm making this money Been making them digits My money stack tall Yo shit look like a midget I had a hard life Boy I came from that dirty Now nigha came up I clutch on that 30 Clutch on that 40 I clutch on that pistol I'm squeezing the trigger Until that bitch whistle Look at my Rollie don't tick but it glissle That's how you know that bitch really official Pocket rocket f&n hold a 50 You do not want smoke boy I beef with the city Remember them days I was starving nigga I'm making this money regardless nigga I'm upping I'm hitting my target nigga My pendent gone drop like a faucet nigga I got that rack in my pocket nigga I take yo bitch out no deposits nigga Keep a pistol and it's popping nigga She just wanna fuck panties dropping nigga Panties dropping nigga (Aye aye) Like why is you trying Like why is you lying Stop calling my phone bitch stop all that crying You say you want smoke well my niggas sliding Deep in that mud yea my niggas diving Hit you with shells nigga no reviving My hittas silent But all of them violent So many choppas when we go to war All of my niggas start up choppa riots 45 make a nigga freeze like a statue You got a 22 show me what that do I stay chasing cheese like a rat do Put that ink your skin like a tattoo Young nigga get a pack I'm flip that Shawty super bad make her dance ima tip that Front and back pockets they be filled with them big racks Me and my niggas stay with them whoppers no big macks Good gas smoke that then I relax I be getting so high a nigga can't re-track Catch a opp no gun imma sleep that He fake she fake yea a nigga peeped that Quick lick good bread imma get that Fuck with me that your death don't risk that Oh you wanna cap on me 9 milky split his ass like a kit kat