Fan or Foe

Back up, wait a minute

Why you looking at me like that?

Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script?

Do you wanna rap with a nigga

Or bang us a whoop in a rip?

I don't even want us to come to bustin' up shots

Nigga, misery can't produce enough cops and a'

Don't know if you whilin' or what?

All you wanna do is freestyle in the cut

Fan or foe,

I don't really know

Off at the show niggas they know

But I look light, was a good night

And I was looking like a mutha fukka

Wanna jack all me doe

Come up to me, my kids would be chillin'

Betta think twice

I'm a 5-6 villain

All they wanna talk about,

I did itWhen

I did itMan,

I thought

I was gonna get a bullet in a minute

You should be careful how you walk upon us

Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it

I know they wait for

Tecca Ninna moments

Till the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don't it

We don't if they be trippin' or not(No)

Probably 'cuz all of them live on the block

When you rapping niggas know what you got

Toughest ever, when you up on the top

Show some respect when you approach me

Don't you be mugging me, might have that drug in me

Plug in a nigga for nearly shrugging me

Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping, geeking

Where the man hoe but the grandma so bama, stama

I don't know if you fan or foe

We be trippin', we can go

Peeping like he's seeking doe

Want the doe or want to go

I don't know if you fan or foe

I don't know if you fan or foe

I don't know if you fan or foe

Easy, hang and speak and brawl

I don't know if he fan or foe

Now easy how they speak with broken teeth

That they did, young flow he can dope be choken

So yo' ass and you be walking off with it broken

Run up poor muthafukas in the open

Making them shut up, woofing with that cold shit

Can't that shenanigans, thinking you makes it the manikins

Thinking you silking the lotion

Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like that

I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame

But if you get the trippin' than

I'm giving up my game

Never catch me slipping, you can get it out yo brain

Maine fan or foe

Fuck a nigga, try to get his hands on my doe

But if you really want come on

Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla

Tuck my hands on your throat

Man I'm a low, want a background for sack town

Better watch out from the blao, blao

Black out, black out, black out, black out(Braa rara raraa ttata aaaa)

Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle

Wicking there game on blood goca doodle

Think you gon' catch me slip at a show

No factor slick, oh slack, shock a zoolu

Watch me do you with all that fake shit

You fill with hate trade

Hoping wishing you were my replacement

Courage so vicious, you gon' have to face it

They try to taste it'

Cuz I laced it like a tennis shoes and

I've been a fool

Like Zeepo bitch and

X-RaidedBut this is a different interview

Living a bee a bad idea, if it never go home again

Nigga looking at me like imma chicken dinner

Looking back at niggas like a shot of

HennesseySo

I gotta carry the four,

I don't really know though'

Cuz they walking past me, giving me the eye

When they past me they be asking

When you new shit coming out

At the picture house

They be huddled up and

I thinkI might pick one out get the nigga bigger than me

For the trigger to see, if he tough enough

Make it what he trying to be but he ain't bad though

Don't know how to approach a vulture

Get to close how

I'm post up

Can't even live in peace

And when I eat with my peeps

In the place

You in my face with your mix-tapes

And if i try to listen to it, we get it to it

And fo' all that fue it then it's time to do it

Uh, 'cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth

Your girl be loving me, giving me mouth to mouth(Yeah)

But it ain't fair that the music gotta do on

What you wanna do, when you ain't there

And if too softly, softy when you see me out

You better get out off me