LYRIC

[Verse: Ca$tro Guapo] Soon gon' blow up
Ain't tryna grow up, just tryna po' up
Think I might slow up, or I might throw up
Knowin' life short so I ain't gon' slow up
Know I got court, but I ain't gon' show up
Get my dough up, price gon' go up
Fuck that bitch 'till my dick won't go up
Uber outside better wake that hoe up
She ain't gotta walk, gotta leave that bitch
She ain't gotta talk, I done read that bitch
Got her pants wet, like she peed that bitch
[?], gotta feed that bitch
See her in the club, said I need that bitch
See her on rolls I don't see that bitch
Got ten hoes tryna be my bitch
Sprite to straight gotta lean that bitch
(Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh!)
She said she went sleep tonight, I slid up in her sheets tonight
Girlfriend goes with me that night, she woke up in Supreme that night
Jeez, I can't go sleep at night so I sip that codeine at night
Neck so froze I freeze at night, these diamonds make me sneeze at night

[Break: Ca$tro Guapo] Flexin' I'm really flexin' look at my necklace
Reckless, I'm feelin' reckless, don't need no guest list
Sex bitch, don't need no stress bitch, just make me breakfast
Last bitch, she only stressed me, now that's my ex bitch
Roll up, roll up, roll that dough up
Po' up, po' up, po' a four up
Hol' up, hol' up, chain too short
Throw it, throw it, fuck my dough up
Roll up, roll up, roll that dough up
Po' up, po' up, po' a four up
Hol' up, hol' up, chain too short
Throw it, throw it, fuck my dough up

[Chorus: FIJI] Everybody better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun
Think I'm finished I ain't done
Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun
D-D-Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun, think I'm finished I ain't done
Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun

[Verse: FIJI] Flexin' in and out the trap
Took some L's but now we win
Where the fuck do I begin?
Go to Hell for all my sins
Yeah, we did some niggas dirty
Took his loud, we took his dough-dy
Not my kin, you not my woadie, so don't call me fam or brodie
Diamonds dancin', hoes were laughin', public housin' spendin' thousands
I was down, now I'm up, now these hoes wanna fuck
I can't show these bitches love
Where were you when I was stuck?
Where were you when I was down?
I was broke, and you clowned
Couch surfin', the crowd surfin'
Put in work in, momma call my phone like is it worth it?
I used to ask myself "Fiji what's my purpose?"
These niggas rap as a hobby, I'm tryna be a somebody

[Chorus: FIJI] Everybody better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun, think I'm finished I ain't done
Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun
Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun, think I'm finished I ain't done
Diamonds blind, you better run, look who got it, not for fun
Bullets hotter than the sun

[Outro] Bullets hotter than the sun

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