Revenge of Fargo Lyrics

Niggas'll talk, as soon as I see 'em I'm slapping the taste Catch 'em in public and niggas don't wanna say none of that shit in my face I ain't even fazed when I get home, baby Twenty-three thousand to trick on a tricky bitch, I need that shit out the safe (Right now, right now) Get the fuck out of my face Twenty-one thousand, get Dr. Miami to cut that lil' bitch out of shape The whole world screamin' "Free Tory," man, the haters don't know how to hate, uh Had a show, flew back last night, niggas think I'm out of state (Nigga) Clearly, I'm sitting inside of the celly, but manifestin' is the way But I ain't just manifestin' when I tell you I'll be home any day, nigga, huh God got me, no sage (Oh) Double-R on the car (Oh) Rolls-Royce, road rage (Oh) Shawty, my ex turned me back to savage, I'm back to my old ways So, baby, they wanna fuck me for nothin', I told her that it's okay Okay, she wanna fuck, okay She got a messy lil' body that don't wanna suck, wanna— okay Call up the rest of my buddies whenever it's up and it's stuck, okay Don't give a fuck if I only hit once, I still got to fuck, okay Niggas'll talk, as soon as I see 'em I'm slapping the taste Catch 'em in public and niggas don't wanna say none of that shit in my face I ain't even fazed when I get home, baby I might need my fade when I get home I ain't even fazed when I get home, baby Bitch, I need a fade when I ge— This shit up forever, them boys tried to murder me I cannot tell you, but certainly My niggas know just how this gonna go, all my killies gon' paint him in burgundy He told me, "Get it right back in blood," I got it right back in that currency I mean, like seventeen stabs, my nigga, you know he was takin' that personally Yeah It's three times, you know what it is, [?][1:49] world shit, I run this shit Nigga, you know what's goin' on, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, ayy Seven in tens, I'll be outside from seven to ten That's 7 p.m. to 10 a.m., nigga, I don't got no regular friends (Ayy) I see the opps in the party, they jackin' and actin' all extra again ('Gain) I keep the same energy when it's me or it's [type of flow?][2:09], and ten of my friends You know how I'm comin' Pick the paper, shawty, know I'm thumbin' Hit the show and niggas know I'm a dummy Rev the engine, niggas know how it's runnin' (Nigga) Hit the pussy with a certain stroke, now certain stroke make you know how she cummin' She say my dick'll overload in her stomach Was dark, but now I see the glow in the tunnel We do it to you, but you know that you fumbled Was trippin' on me 'til you know that you stumbled Was player, went into the door, it got crumbled I take the jet to every show in the summer She fronted back then, but she go in the summer I lost my heart in the winter, so fuck it, I don't give a fuck about knowin' the summer Bitches that didn't fuck me, I was broke, now I'm rich, lil' bitch, and you owe me the summer She ain't your bitch, she's ours now, man, she ours now, man, the slogan the summer Hit this money like a real nigga, but I'm tatted up like [a chart of the summer?][2:48] (Summer) Too many bottles and too many blunts I sold gelato and told 'em it's runtz I'm way too rich to be doin' these stunts I'm too legit to be movin' this janky We too sealed to be movin' this stanky Bitch too close, please move, oh, thanky Hit her with the dance, hanky-panky A million times, the money is long, the arms are lanky I threw about forty-three thousand inside of that bitch and you strippers should thank me An army of Ubers and shooters, I got 'em parked, them niggas right when the tank be (Nigga) All of my niggas are antsy The chain yellin', "Try to yank me"