Lyrics
Welcome to F.E.M.A
Finesse, elevate, motivate, and achieve
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Plies]
Wish Gotti Youngsta Dolph go and squash the beef
Know that shit ain't none of my business I like to see niggas eat
I done put [?] I done caught a body
Said she don't want to go to sleep I told her pop a m***y
Nickname cement b***h I'm super solid
You don't like me Bobby Brown [?]
Lady put a b***h bushes ain't discussing that
You say that you'll pay me later I ain't trusting that
Niggas say my b***h must be dropping mixtape
Think that I'll bust at you in public that's a mistake
Jack called go and get it ain't no time to sleep
I ain't trynna make friends b***h I'm trynna eat
Came from the bottom yo look at how time fly
Hard for me to trust niggas who don't look in my eyes
B***h ask for Plies why he bought a Bentley truck
Cuz Ion do what other niggas do you feel me bruh
Was on a beach last night bih massaging me
Whole inside of the crib [mahogany]
I was never supposed to make it past 25
Car full of [?] on 75
Up all night bih like I'm on a pill
Almost cried first time I touched my first meal
Ain't no social butterfly I keep my circle small
Do some sucker shit out here you come up missing dog
Put that bag for a lot of shit I used to do
Put shit before myself that's what I used to do
I will **** a b***h b***h I'm being honest though
One thing I love about myself I keep it a hunnid though
I remember them long nights, b***h I couldn't remember nights
B***h said a nigga arrogant, you ****ing right
Shout out to all you niggas out here who pocket watching me
I ain't gonna disappoint you, I'm gonna give you some to see
Had to close another deal it got me motivated
***** acting like b*****s I don't tolerate i
If you cross me it ain't none just stay over there
F.E.M.A, Kodak Black, Plies, F.E.M.A, my house ain't no museum you got to ****ing [?
By any means out here, nigga Kevin Gate
Hoe told me I was popping, nigga you kind of lat
Lot of you b*****s still sleep, hit the snooze button
I done been grinding, b***h at 2 some
Still riding with that stick, it ain't my fault bruh
Too many niggas out here dropping salt bruh
I'm just trynna get a sack and stay in my own lane
Money come before the b*****s, I hope you understand
And all you begging ass niggas, I ain't friendly hoe
And tell your noisy ass friends about there business hoe
And when it's time to go to war niggas b***h up
You niggas sold a lot for that bag I never switch up
Finesse, elevate, motivate, and achieve
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Plies]
Wish Gotti Youngsta Dolph go and squash the beef
Know that shit ain't none of my business I like to see niggas eat
I done put [?] I done caught a body
Said she don't want to go to sleep I told her pop a m***y
Nickname cement b***h I'm super solid
You don't like me Bobby Brown [?]
Lady put a b***h bushes ain't discussing that
You say that you'll pay me later I ain't trusting that
Niggas say my b***h must be dropping mixtape
Think that I'll bust at you in public that's a mistake
Jack called go and get it ain't no time to sleep
I ain't trynna make friends b***h I'm trynna eat
Came from the bottom yo look at how time fly
Hard for me to trust niggas who don't look in my eyes
B***h ask for Plies why he bought a Bentley truck
Cuz Ion do what other niggas do you feel me bruh
Was on a beach last night bih massaging me
Whole inside of the crib [mahogany]
I was never supposed to make it past 25
Car full of [?] on 75
Up all night bih like I'm on a pill
Almost cried first time I touched my first meal
Ain't no social butterfly I keep my circle small
Do some sucker shit out here you come up missing dog
Put that bag for a lot of shit I used to do
Put shit before myself that's what I used to do
I will **** a b***h b***h I'm being honest though
One thing I love about myself I keep it a hunnid though
I remember them long nights, b***h I couldn't remember nights
B***h said a nigga arrogant, you ****ing right
Shout out to all you niggas out here who pocket watching me
I ain't gonna disappoint you, I'm gonna give you some to see
Had to close another deal it got me motivated
***** acting like b*****s I don't tolerate i
If you cross me it ain't none just stay over there
F.E.M.A, Kodak Black, Plies, F.E.M.A, my house ain't no museum you got to ****ing [?
By any means out here, nigga Kevin Gate
Hoe told me I was popping, nigga you kind of lat
Lot of you b*****s still sleep, hit the snooze button
I done been grinding, b***h at 2 some
Still riding with that stick, it ain't my fault bruh
Too many niggas out here dropping salt bruh
I'm just trynna get a sack and stay in my own lane
Money come before the b*****s, I hope you understand
And all you begging ass niggas, I ain't friendly hoe
And tell your noisy ass friends about there business hoe
And when it's time to go to war niggas b***h up
You niggas sold a lot for that bag I never switch up