Free Foo

Diamonds hitting like Mayweather

Big bank like Mayweather Ice

Broke, now I'm doing way better

Authentic or nothing

Pussy boy, I'm doing way better

Spiffo made it, bitch

Chorus

Diamonds hitting like Mayweather Ice

Big bank like Mayweather

Was broke, now I'm 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 ain't dealing with him if he a broke nigga hating without a bezel You're broke

Yeah, bitch, we the clan Clan

We'll spin a nigga like a fan Spin

I ain't need a helping hand

Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand I ain't play with sand

They call me the man Man

And I'm dirty like that nigga Dan Huh

They tryna put me in the can Ho

I guess I'm on the run again

Verse 1

Huh What, well Huh, I guess I'm on the run again Again

I ain't 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 ain't going to the pen' Hell nah

Bitch, I'm going for the win Unh

Uh, and I'm on the run The run

Bitch, I'm 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 I'm on the run Huh

But I was in there chilling with the nurse Damn, damn

And don't be a fool Fool

They call me Foo, I ain't 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 don't get this shit confused Huh

And the bitch had a license Yup

Chorus

Diamonds hitting like Mayweather What the **** I'm supposed to do Ice

Big bank like Mayweather

Was broke, now I'm 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 ain't dealing with him if he a broke nigga hating without a bezel You're broke

Yeah, bitch, we the clan Clan

We'll spin a nigga like a fan Spin

I ain't need a helping hand

Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand I ain't play with sand

They call me the man Man

And I'm dirty like that nigga Dan Huh

They tryna put me in the can Ho

I guess I'm 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 I'm done

I ain't did shit to nobody, all this bullshit for a gun

And I'm the king on these boys

These crackers out here tryna treat me like a pawn

Uh, and I'm on the run, but I keep good smoke, yeah

'Za in my lung, and that Wock' down my throat, yeah

And I'm 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 I'm swifter, nigga, than a rabbit

And I got the cabbage

You don't believe a nigga Check my carats

Fifty thousand dollar cash bond, that shit there ain't do no damage

Outro

This is Authentic