Nightmare On Fig St. (Prod. A$AP Ty)-Schoolboy Q

Nightmare On Fig St. (Prod. A$AP Ty) - Schoolboy Q What's fifty grand to a muh f**ka like me, can you please remind me? Sh*t, I'll remind ya Put that steel behind ya Put ya five inside ya Better chill out with' all that flossin' potna (Ball so hard) you must be cray Leave em in the streets with his shoelaces missin' And socks up off his feet Pistol holdin' gonorrhea ni**a Skeet skeet Soul dropped Rock dropped Dot dropped Black Hippy, TDE Well f**k it ni**a let's 4-peat A d**e Hoover dealer, uh, ADHD, f**k that Let's bake coke and cook crack F**k the sheriffs, the gang unit F**k crash Pimp hoes or wring ya bread, she love tracks Crack of dawn Figg get it, yeah we get it, yeah Figg get the money, yeah All season, every year Niggas better hope our star poppin Before I start robbin the reup with oxycontin [Chorus] On Figg we see it We need it We want it We get it It's stormin', it's snowin', it's floodin' And still out here thuggin' On Figg we see it We need it, we want it We get it Figg get the money yea Figg get the money yea Uh, what's fifty grand to a muh f**ka like you, you still need a reminder? (Yeah, thought so) Sh*t I'm loco Thirty eight brown [?] call him coco Stick around the block boy Tell em go go Don't stop shootin til ya all red tho Yellow tape muh f**ka shoulda yield ho (shoulda yield ho) Why you all tough fo'? See yo' gangsta a** later at the crossroads The landlord turn your lieutenant into a tenant And if ya rims spinnin' ya jaw dented I'm a grown man dog, I ain't kiddin' The end has come So, keep w**d and big lungs Big guns Brought on her knees The holy ghost, she speak in tongues Murder searchin' Why even run when Scotty done Ni**a you must got me confused B**ch I'm from the groove On figg side makin moves Drive to p**sy more than I do to church No AC, but the heater work, MURK! [Chorus]