I.D.F.W.N - Lil Tony Official

PCF, nigga

OE

What's your set? 1-3

Bitch, they know I'm P, you know they fiend (Ayy, Deeski, I like this one)

The beef so real, I ain't really fuckin' with none of these niggas

I ain't got time for a bitch and these niggas be gossipin', I'd rather talk to my pistol

Ran up a quarter, then gave a hundred to my daddy, no cappin', I'm Tony Official

Bought my daughter a house, she gon' be glad when she grow up and everything richer

Yeah, each one teach one, I got rich and my brodies as well

We in New York, straight ballin', I was just talkin' 'bout this shit with lil' D in the cell

Ho wasn't fakin' with me, I was broke, so she gotta stay on her knees when she 'round

Cashed out on a pink slip, here it go, copped me some acres, some spot out of town

He havin' that shit on him for real, pop out, Louis down

Need a gangster bitch, K Carbon, tryna fuck when we get done arguing

I don't know why this bitch be tripping, she can get some dick from the largest

I don't really like when a ho too curious, go through my phone, cut her off, that's period

Neon lights, plus a lil' nitro light, somethin' off Fast and the Furious

12 try to get behind, throw on the light, but I can't take 'em serious

Uncle Tom ass, he can't catch me, V8 tear straight past the precinct

This motherfucker whine just like a newborn, bitch, throw on a binky

Uh-huh, fuck nigga don't like to use his head, the Z Pap perfect for critical thinking

It's life or death, concentrate on your target, it really ain't too much blinking

All my palms been itching, this money coming, my Spidey Senses tingling

Pray I make it to Heaven, I know that God be mad I'm with my demons (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)

I'm sorry, Lord, I'm just tryna win

I can't let no nigga take me out (I can't), so sometimes we gotta load they boxes in

The beef so real, I ain't really fuckin' with none of these niggas

I ain't got time for a bitch and these niggas be gossipin', I'd rather talk to my pistol

Ran up a quarter, then gave a hundred to my daddy, no cappin', I'm Tony Official

Bought my daughter a house, she gon' be glad when she grow up and everything richer

Yeah, each one teach one, I got rich and my brodies as well

We in New York, straight ballin', I was just talkin' 'bout this shit with lil' D in the cell

Ho wasn't fakin' with me, I was broke, so she gotta stay on her knees when she 'round

Cashed out on a pink slip, here it go, copped me some acres, some spot out of town

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm geeked up

PCFOE

Yeah, free lil' J, Key, and E

Nigga

Fuck you sayin', though?

Fuck what you stamp, turtle

Them niggas on that slime time

We just rolled that bitch up

'Preciate it

That boy geeked as hell, man

I gotta make me some more hot shit