FMB Intro

[Intro: RÄLÏ] I got volume? Yeah. My iPhone flier than a bitch. Are we ready? [Verse I: RÄLÏ] So I ball so hard till my knees give out Buckle up, Fuck is up? Sucker punch? Suck it up Niggas don't want no drama Lemme introduce you to Chi-Town's young Obama Fly nigga if ya ain't knew Chi nigga if ya ain't knew You ain't ever really shined hard Till it make a nigga hate you So I stand up on my own stage So I do this shit my own way In the mirror saying “Bless You” So much I need Flonase Chi nigga from the south side Chi nigga got her mouth wide My niggas run up on you? “Bye-Bye” [Choral Rest] [Verse II: RÄLÏ] I am taking over this game Where my mask at? Pass that Give me a flashlight, I'm feeling abstract You say your gat clap, but you ain't bout that You ain't half that You getting laughed at, this is a flashback She let me smash that with this black bat Then I play them hoes like Tap-Tap Blast that, if the ass fat But if the ass flat, then I'ma have to clown her like a class act And I can't have that You niggas past wack My niggas past snapped In a black Lac, with a Mac strapped These wet shots leave you baptized Bad guys, take you losers to school, like a backpack Bag back! [Verse III: RÄLÏ] Too much money to count So I don't say the amount I just stack, stack, stack it up You niggas wack, wack, wack as fuck All this bud on the couch I'm just smoking it out I hit the strip club with yo bitch And tell her, back, back, back it up I know you mad, mad, mad as fuck But I don't give a fuck I just tell her, “Just tell me when you had enough” [Outro: RÄLÏ] I swear dog, I be killing these niggas And this is only the beginning (Laughs) Yeah [Outro Skit] Ezal: (singing) Smokey! Smokey? Smokey? Smokey, what the hell you doing back here? Smokey: Hey, nothing man. Hey, I'm fixing something. Hey, just stay over there Ezal: But I thought you wanted me to wash your car Smokey: Hey man. Wash it later. Stay over there! Ezal: Smokey, you know I ain't the smartest man in the world but, from over here it look like you taking a shit Smokey: Ezal! Get the hell out of my backyard man! Ezal: Smokey, you been eating corn huh? Smokey: Get the hell out of my backyard man! Ezal: Alright man. But look, between me and you man, when you're done, I'll clean all that shit up for you for two dollars Smokey: Hey! Ezal! Ezal: What? Smokey: You bet not tell nobody man Ezal: Man, I'm not man Smokey: Keep it on the down-low Ezal: Alright, I'm not like that. I'ma keep it down bruh. (singing) HEY! SMOKEY BACK HERE TAKING A SHIT! Smokey: EZAL! Ezal: Well I ain't gon tell nobody else. (singing)