FWM (Explicit)歌词-King Iso

FWM (Explicit)歌词由King Iso演唱，出自专辑《Autophobia (Explicit)》，下面是《FWM (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

FWM (Explicit)歌词完整版

作词 : Tarrel C Gulledge

作曲 : Tarrel C Gulledge

[Verse 1

I'm the best out, case in point

You the type of ***** that'd catch a case and point

That shell catcha-catch a case when I aim and point

After I auto rotation, get in, case the joint

I'll blaze the joint, then afterwards, blaze a joint

They wanna send me to the joint like they made to oink

But I be strapped, pants sagging

They call me a bad transaction

Because I move they avoid

I make a point to make folks make appointments

I'm a boss spinning in the cheddar, thank the voice

I Debo these hoes like make a choice

And Gero these foes, you ain't making noise

Impale ya hoe with a joystick and take her joint

Stack bread all in my chips, game ahoy

I got a strap on my ******, I ain't naked boy

I son *****s like Melvin, baby boy

I live by two words: Create, destroy

**** yo hood, troops that you can't deploy

*****s lie about work 'cause they ain't employed

High and spacing off like mega joint

******* fish and **** but they ain't a koi

This **** don't make no sense like I ate a coin

You lie like you caked up but I'll take ya ******* cakes

And grab them shits and make her moist

Leave a ***** super salty like he drank some soy (Sauce you)

I'm super shady like I hang with Royce (Marshall)

I need a drink 'cause I stay annoyed (Barstool)

I play God so you can't rejoice (Awful)

You ****ing with a ***** that'll go to war with you

White flags I'll make you hoist (Off you)

Treat a ***** like Pro Tools, 'cause I'm so cruel with those tools

Better save ya voice

ISO *****

[Hook

I don't know why *****s always hating on me

Homie I'm too busy getting paper

I told you *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me

Tell 'em fall back, see you later

I been on the road putting on, getting blown

Show me love, you a hater

Some of you *****s blowing up my celly

If it ain’t about the money I'ma hang up

And if a ***** really wanna get into it

You can tell them ***** *****s come and get me

I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me

And if the *****s really wanna get into it

You can tell these ***** *****s come and get me

I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me

[Verse 2

I be with the B-dogs and Locs

I ain't with the peace talk and smoke

Keep a revolver close

Hungry enough to come and leap off ya toes

Negative energy what y'all feed off the most

*****s think y'all would know

To be smart, but he's off the lean, off the dro

Plus a pill, he's a retard for sho'

Street smarts is gone, leave him in the street

Like he's orange cones, when I spin 'em like a revolving door

Giant firin', be off the fo'

Cannibal but ballistic feed off my foes

Back then I used to beat off to hoes

Now these ******* eat off my toes

And they clean all my clothes

I don't see y'all at shows

Local **** is over with, I'm hopin' *****s notice *****s, we on the road

He often told you that he's a renegade like Em and Jay

But now I'm sippin' lemonade, Beyonce Knowles

When I'm rocking in yo city, bring all the hoes

******* like the government, they be all exposed

I be killing everybody, these songs are go

With three sixteens unless Steve Austin knows

It don't matter written it can be off the dome

Hoping that ya baby mamas leave y'all at home

Brainsick made it 'cause we all with yours

Let me quit flexing, I'ma leave y'all alone

I am the one like Keanu's foe

Y'all are *****es like Keanu, woah

You peon, I am beyond you bro

Beef with me and you'll be on the floor

Why is this the speed that all you flow?

Shoot you; **** you finna argue for?

Son you like Sun Tzu, no art of war

*****s really wanna beef 'til I shoot 'til there are no more

Brain...

[Hook

I don't know why *****s always hating on me

Homie I'm too busy getting paper

I told you *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me

Tell 'em fall back, see you later

I been on the road putting on, getting blown

Show me love, you a hater

Some of you *****s blowing up my celly

If it ain’t about the money I'ma hang up

And if a ***** really wanna get into it

You can tell them ***** *****s come and get me

I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me

And if the *****s really wanna get into it

You can tell these ***** *****s come and get me

I'm getting sick and tired of me telling all you hating *****s ain't nobody ****ing with me