servin' fiendz - amber london lyrics
[sample]
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the manne servin’ fiendz, servin’ fiendz, servin’ fiendz, after fiend
[intro]
b*tch (i’m going hard)
you know how it be
b*tch
we still keepin’ it ghetto, still keepin’ it thuggin’
[verse 1]
servin’ the fiendz, the underground queen
n*ggas know what the f*ck i mean
’bout my green, copping a beamer
coming out clean, i’m on the scene
you can’t stop it, about my profit
n*ggas be droppin’ on the floor
on the go
spittin’ that crack, go sellin’ that b*tch
on the low
make it back ‘fore trunk go pop
not selling my soul, no i won’t go pop
straight out the jungle, n*ggas ain’t humble
all of my stacks be jumbo now
like mutumbo now
when i’m on the block, servin’ the rock
back to the fiendz, stackin’ that green
all black in the back [?]
[verse 2]
not playin’ no games
not sayin’ no names
don’t get f*cked up b*tch stay in your lane
[?] bad b*tch sprayin’ them thangs
hoes? nope, i’m changing the game
they calling the cops, i’m swallowing rocks
i ain’t tryna get caught
some of these b*tches be criss*cross
big boss in this b*tch like rick ross
close the wiz, finna [?] the zips
if the po*po ask better close your lips
‘fore a b*tch like me gone’ load the clip
and yo’ soul [?]
we supposed to sip that activist
a chick like me gone’ slap a b*tch
i got stacks to get
my n*gga purp, he the swerving king
he hit me up after servin’ fiendz
b*tch
[sample]
fist full of bricks in my hand, i’m the manne servin’ fiendz, servin’ fiendz, servin’ fiendz, after fiend
x8
[outro]
6 in the morning
i’m goin hard
cali livin’
shoutout to the whole west coast, b*tch
i’m goin hard
you already know, taking it back to the motherf*ckin nine*fo’
i’m going hard
i’m going hard
i’m going hard
i’m going hard
i’m going hard
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