I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge
Couple adult situations, we was fully kids
That's why I'm for the kids, that's why I can't kill you
But, I'll make a hit, cross 'em off the list
Nigga, I'm a novelist
I'd read anything they say was gonna make me rich
I had to take these risks
But, when you've paid back the plug, you ain't makin' piss
Now, it's smellin' like somewhere the bacon is
You failed to pass your phone (Yeah)
And I could smell the Acetone (Look)
They say I'm a inspiration, I'm just a hustler, nigga
I been Lidge and my nigga's tryna bust that trigger
Remember goin' crazy when he lost that squiller
If you think she's seen the paper, gotta take her scissor
I ain't done a main stage, but I opened for RZA
I ain't really smoke much, I'm professional, nigga (Baby)
I just done Glasto', get the Cali and Rizla
I'm tryna shut down Paris like Pharrell and Jigga
I'm a artist (Baby), gold age, where my palazzo?
This ain't BBL music, yeah, all of it's natural (Baby)
It's a hood renaissance, let me paint a Picasso
I'm used to doin' dope shit, I did it without dope
I'm high right now, but I'm more than rational
Need my Fully Lidge family on a international
And my journey, that shit ain't never been diagonal
Always learnin', I ain't never been a natural
I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge (Ya dig?)
She was a champion lover, champion lover
Couple adult situations, we was fully kids
She was a champion lover, champion
I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge
Green, the grass is grown
Couple adult situations
Hell, the grass is grown
She was a champion lover, champion lover
She was a champion lover, champion (Okay)
Green, the grass is grown
Hell, the grass is grown
She was a champion lover, champion lover
