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F.I.L.A. World (feat. 2 Chainz)

Dressed in FILA, change in the beehive

7:30 nigga slick coupe with him, see ma?

I'm rich, my bitch, before and after, kept her well

Sit right there, enjoy the chapter

Bounce, 2 ounces get burnt

Thinkin' bread now, buy more lead, get the dread town

Let's smoke on the furlough king

Switch to Merlot, I know them niggas is bird, they swerve dope

Nobody gettin' it, whores is wicked with it

Little kids growin' up fast, teens is wickeded

No jobs, no checks

It's like rockin' an Olex

Rolex, her father is Cotex

Mother is so vexed, brothers is on ex

Niggas is slummin' it, I'd rather see no necks

Dumb niggas, this the decade of bum niggas

It won't work, no matter how much bread you jerk

Inhale it

Inhale it

Inhale it

Weed so loud, all my neighbors say they hear it

Roll up the strong, inhale it

Roll up the strong, inhale it

Roll up the strong, inhale it

Weed so loud, all my neighbors say they hear it

I'm usually in the lawsuits frontin'

Comin' out Bank of America, big knot on me, I'm comfy

Roll the joints, jumpin' in joints

Niggas with coins beat the point

And we want appointments, yo nigga, get some ointment

Stop playin', start prayin', I just might start sprayin'

Niggas is ass and all day with it

No style with no pals, niggas is so foul

It shows how I only fuck with real, them niggas know now

I slow down, don't wanna catch a charge and go down

I'm too large, drop a bag, use a marksman

Pause, said, "You don't want no parts of me, kid"

I'm just shootin' you real rap, so go wash with it

A legend with his hands up, suits is glammed up

I'm just bowlin' for millions out in Japan, what

Plannin' somethin', niggas ride around wearin' somethin'

Other than that or rap, I'd rather fade black

These niggas is dead already, I use machetes to eat spaghetti

They really couldn't ride a mile on my Pirellis

Bags so heavy the damns collapsed

Conversate about me, that's a chain reaction

Pressure to press in past aggression

Hope your body guard got pain protection

One in the chamber, middle finger, no fornicate

So many bullets in the clip, it's 'bout to sufficate

My uncle was late, my aunt ain't show up

How you gon' tell an old man to grow up

It's like comparin' Earl to throw up

Same frame of mind but a different poster

I'm 'posed to be what I wanna be

Dream so big for the world to see

First class, fruits and tea

And usually the only black man is me

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