Free Foo

Diamonds hitting like Mayweather
Big bank like Mayweather Ice
Broke, now Im doing way better
Authentic or nothing
Pussy boy, Im doing way better
Spiffo made it, bitch
Chorus
Diamonds hitting like Mayweather Ice
Big bank like Mayweather
Was broke, now Im doing way better Foo
I see more money than a bank teller Huh
Pussy nigga, check the record Check the record
50-0 like Mayweather
Wanna lose Let me check my schedule Huh
But I aint dealing with him if he a broke nigga hating without a bezel Youre broke
Yeah, bitch, we the clan Clan
Well spin a nigga like a fan Spin
I aint need a helping hand
Got it out the mud, I aint play with sand I aint play with sand
They call me the man Man
And Im dirty like that nigga Dan Huh
They tryna put me in the can Ho
I guess Im on the run again
Verse 1
Huh What, well Huh, I guess Im on the run again Again
I aint wanna do it, but I told them crackers gotta catch me if you can If you can
I just gave em fifty thousand cash, now they tryna take me again Again
Well, I aint going to the pen Hell nah
Bitch, Im going for the win Unh
Uh, and Im on the run The run
Bitch, Im Usain Bolt, uh Usain
Used to do this for fun For fun
Can teach a pussy boy the ropes, yeah
Kayla just had my son Junior
They tried to make me miss his birth, uh What
And Im on the run Huh
But I was in there chilling with the nurse Damn, damn
And dont bea fool Fool
They call me Foo, I aint no fool Nope, never
Yeah, they tryna get me Why
They put me all up on the news, why Lame
Just for a pistol What
Please dont get this shit confused Huh
And the bitch had a license Yup
Chorus
Diamonds hitting like Mayweather What the **** Im supposed to do Ice
Big bank like Mayweather
Was broke, now Im doing way better Foo
I see more money than a bank teller Huh
Pussy nigga, check the record Check the record
50-0 like Mayweather
Wanna lose Let me check my schedule Huh
But I aint dealing with him if he a broke nigga hating without a bezel Youre broke
Yeah, bitch, we the clan Clan
Well spin a nigga like a fan Spin
I aint need a helping hand
Got it out the mud, I aint play with sand I aint play with sand
They call me the man Man
And Im dirty like that nigga Dan Huh
They tryna put me in the can Ho
I guess Im on the run again
Verse 2
Damn
Should I go or should I run
I just wanna see my son
Crackers call my phone , tell me that Im done
I aint did shit to nobody, all this bullshit for a gun
And Im the king on these boys
These crackers out here tryna treat me like a pawn
Uh, and Im on the run, but I keep good smoke, yeah
Za in my lung, and that Wock down my throat, yeah
And Im on the run, but I still make that dough Ah
Crackers thought they was smart
Yeah, they tried to **** up my dough Ah
My bitch, she the baddest
The biggest and we drive the fastest Yeah
They thought that they had me
But Im swifter, nigga, than a rabbit
And I got the cabbage
You dont believe a nigga Check my carats
Fifty thousand dollar cash bond, that shit there aint do no damage
Outro
This is Authentic