Free Foo

[Intro]
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 be a 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)