Hell Ya Been
    (专辑: FOREVER FIGUEROA 2 - 2022)
    
    Yeah  Bans, bans, bans, bans  Yeah, yeah   Hell you been?  Baby I'm fresh out of county, I 
bonded out of jail on bail  Free my twin, me and Pronto scooped Bravo [?]  Got the 
finest finesse I 
could make bullets hail, I 
could sell salt to snails  Bitches galore, all like Lira Galore, thick-thick, ain't no frail  DSL's, shawty put lipstick on, she sucked me up, rebelle  Fuck racism, I 
don't discriminate, I 
want all the 
clientele  You bad for business, I 
can't keep you around, bitch keep your thoughts to yourself  Run in your bando, take over your trap, all cause' them packs ain't never got mailed  Shawty be talking about dancing, KOD, my diamonds chandelier  Look at my neck, lil' baby you know this ain't no bullshit, my shit glare  Niggas be talking about loud, that pressure pack, okay pullup, niggas can't hear  What you thought it was, was what it was, TTB done stepped in here  Shoutout my brother Two Cellphones even though he keep about like three  Don't worry about that fouth line, that shit don't get shot down for cheap  Niggas be dissing, my soldiers trigger fingers be itching, I 
keep em' at ease  All of them @'s these niggas be mentioning but I 
see em' they don't want to speak  Bullets be ringing out, all of these niggas want peace, at the 
end watch em' retreat  Niggas McGregor, I'm like Khabib, watch how these niggas get beat  I 
told that bitch, really I 
don't gotta say shit, she know I'm elite  Niggas be thinking they gon' check me off, they a 
mission complete  Niggas me talking about money trees, whole time can't take care of they seed  Bullets from the 
window to the 
wall and my balls [?]  Pills done fucked up my appetite, withdrawals hit heavy, I 
don't wanna' eat  Ain't seen the 
fam over a 
week, that make my spirit depleted  I 
keep that fire like a 
[?], fuck a 
square I 
make [?]  All of my niggas gon' get it, keep a 
heat seeker, it seek  Niggas be thinking that we gon' wait til' it die down, hit em' next week  Hell did you thought this was? All of my boys come in deep  Up on top with a 
crown, shawty been known I 
was down  Niggas be thinking we drowning, ain't no drought when you drowning  It ain't no drought if you drowning, that money, that money, that money, I'm downing  Hope you could swim like Michael Phelps, all of that shit keep it, count it  Shit wasn't adding up, I 
fired all of my accountants  Niggas be knowing you busy, they know I 
be busy, tryna' steal from my mountains'  I 
got this shit in the 
bag, nigga ain't taking my bag  I 
pull up, secure that shit, tie it up, and then I 
throw that shit in the 
back  I'm smoking opps and ya'll smoking crickets  Niggas ain't hearing no noise, just quit it  I'm in your house every night like Christmas  Think it's Saint Nick, hell nah this Grinch shit  Shoutout my blood and my brims gon' rip shit  Shoutout my hoover, he [?] and crip shit  Bouldercrest road like the 
hood Olympics