Fwea Lyrics - Ace Hood

'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound 

Lifted on the perkins on the way down 

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down 

You heard me bitch, you better stay down 

I've been denied, way trip 

You watch way trip 

Bitches like that hit 

Gotta get it off, yeah 

Word around the town I just went independent 

Cooking up that work I should been in the kitchen 

Travel round the globe, hopping out the 4 doors 

4, 5 chains swinging on the polos 

They know he a problem 

They don't want my flow zone 

They know I be whipping like I work at cold stone 

Treats them with the talking, I been in a new zone 

This that don't know 'bout it, move wrong 

Don't pay me attention, they gon' pay me mine in dollars 

I'm gon' reposition, take some people out of power 

Thought I told you people I'm the king from outta prower 

Let a nigga play and had your family planting flowers 

Ain't nobody trippin', cop the new edition 

Chillin' with my kids, I got a new addiction 

Best rapper alive, I had a premonition 

Fuck 'em if they hating, I just do the digits 

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'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound 

Lifted on the perkins on the way down 

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down 

You heard me bitch, you better stay down 

I've been denied, way trip 

You watch way trip 

Bitches like that hit 

Gotta get it off, yeah 

Look into the mirror, ooo, there go a real nigga 

Sexy motherfucker, shredded that's a deal seller 

I don't want to meet less we gon' make the deal bigger 

They gon' try and put you in a box like Hilfiger 

Slim drink like a fish, I swear that boy don't feel liquor 

Smoking on some OG, only papers never Swishers 

Got my way in this bitch 

I'm done with playing this shit 

I'm Super Saiyaning in this shit 

I'm fish fileting this shit 

Hold up, wait 

Ready or not 

I got the part to put on the block 

Ready or not 

I'm in position to trip on the pot 

Wait, born in '88 

You are not a fraction of what's in my DNA 

Chilling in the products with a shorty in jail 

I'm a fly nigga, you just work a TSA 

Middle fingers up, I'm sending Trump a PSA 

Told her I'm too focused so her company could wait 

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'Bout to buck down, my watch is going greyhound 

Lifted on the perkins on the way down 

Bitch you wan' be cool you better stay down 

You heard me bitch, you better stay down 

I've been denied, way trip 

You watch way trip 

Bitches like that hit 

Gotta get it off, yeah