Pusha T ☆ F.I.F.A.

Ya’ll know me
the still same OG young T Y G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep
shittin’ on niggas lowkey
I don’t fuck with you
to the third degree
I keep a G DMV
you owe a three
Schemin’ on the low
tryna make a nigga profitly
All I do is get money
fuck and sleep
I should run for mayor
Been runnin’ shit
you barely maintain your bitch
No this ain’t no lets
say regular degular shit
Break a neck on some Busta shit
Souls of Mischief aww shit
I be on til infinity
Don’t predict bitch
what I’m gonna do
Cause chances are I’ve outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your game talk your shit
Grab your gat call your clique
Ball so hard I don’t need the assist
I’m the best so
I keep saying that shit
Nigga you should too
If you knew what
this game’ll do to you
Look at bullshit
that I’ve been through
This the drive through and shit on you
Don’t get it fucked up
Yesterday I was the freshest
nigga in America
I swear to God I ain’t lyin’
bruh I ain’t lyin’ bruh
In America
Don’t get it fucked up
Niggas talkin’ bout oh shit
I pull up they like oh shit
Now look whose talkin’ bitch
Now look whose talkin’ bitch yeah
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
I don’t trust niggas
I only trust funds nigga
Nowadays everybody wanna
talk like they got somethin’ to say
But nothin’ comes out
when they move they lips
This extended clip
will make Buddha shit
Shawty comin’ and pullin’ up
with them hooter tips
Never use a nigga
but she abuse the dick
I lick the pussy let it air dry
We in a boat nigga
right off the coast
European or Caribbean
I’m sweatin’ out my hair dye
So don’t get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches
fuckin’ with a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages
better loc up
Damn it’s a tragedy
all of these casualties
Metal through his body
nigga check his anatomy oh shit
Why you pillow talkin’ That’s ho shit
Nigga you a geek
still talkin’ ’bout me fucking yo’ bitch
I can’t lie can’t lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes
and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly
I’m the shit now
Wanna be like Mike when I die
Step right up can’t name
any nigga that can fuck with us
I’mma bring the pain
we gon’ be the game changers
All in your face I’m bustin’ nuts
Don’t get it fucked up
Yesterday I was the
freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain’t lyin’
bruh I ain’t lyin’ bruh
In America
Don’t get it fucked up
Niggas talkin’ bout oh shit
I pull up they like oh shit
Now look whose talkin’ bitch
Now look whose talkin’ bitch yeah
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
I don’t trust niggas
I only trust funds nigga
Did ya’ll think I would
let my dough freeze
Ho please Better bow
down on both knees
Who you think taught
you to throw P’s
Who you think taught
you to rap keys
Dress Dries Phillip Limb SLP’s
Like Snoop D O double G
Nigga murda was the case
so motherfuck the police
Ya’ll niggas soft like Emojis
with the heart eyes
Ya’ll part skies
ya’ll cloud killas
We aimin’ niggas
my soldiers blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas
you niggas riding four doors
Like Uber nigga
we pilin’ all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain’t afraid to carry
That shit you sniff Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it they only dream it
They rap about it do interviews
With they toy cars
and they little jewels
Don’t get it fucked up
Yesterday I was the
freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain’t lyin’
bruh I ain’t lyin’ bruh
In America
Don’t get it fucked up
Niggas talkin’ bout oh shit
I pull up they like oh shit
Now look whose talkin’ bitch
Now look whose talkin’ bitch yeah
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don’t get it fucked up
I do this shit for my
do this shit for my
I don’t trust niggas
I only trust funds