Find Me - LUD FOE

Ayy

Out West shit, nigga

Bitch, bitch

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me

Smokin' on a blunt the same size as my son

Flip flop paint, watch it change in the sun

Pyrex pot left a first degree burn

Forgiatos big so they rub when I turn

Paid a pretty penny for my necklace and my charm

Pounds comin' in, bitch, we growin' it on a farm

This shit that I’m sellin' is life threatenin'

Junkies eat the dope for breakfast like jam and jelly

Hit the gas, puttin' the hurt in on these Pirellis

Servin' junkies powdered dope gave me a chubby belly

I sprained my wrist in the pot, water whip like I’m a chemist

No, you ain’t no motherfuckin' trapper, don’t portray the image

'Cause we know that you’re not

Four stoves cookin', bitch, don’t touch it while it’s hot

I got buckshots in the shotty, I’m goin' Scottie

Set up shop on the opps while they in the party

Wait outside in a hot car with full throtty'

Sell your ass a brick of quicksand, aha, I got him

Tats on my face to let you know I’m gang gang

XD 40 with the infrared beam

Fishbowl in the McLaren and I’m sittin' on them things

This watch that I’m wearin' cost a hundred but it’s plain

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me

Try to rob me, tough luck, you must be a dumb fuck

Engine in the trunk trunk, luggage in the front front

Bitch so thick, see the ass from the front front

Send your homie off and get his head Willie Lump Lump

I like my bitches ratchet, they freaky and they nasty

I might rob you for all that shit, you think you finna tax me

Club goin' up up, comin' through the side door

Shoot your block up up, pull up then I slide, though

Dope fiends everywhere, even in the bathroom

I bankroll on my teacher then he’ll put me out the classroom

VVS’s on my neck and wrist, this jewelry custom

Ridin' with some shit up in the whip that make your block boom

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me

It’s chilly, I wear Gucci bomber, the Ferragamo

You broke, we got nothin' in common, I’m not respondin'

Fuck a check up on some diamonds, that’s why I’m shinin'

Investigators lookin' for me, they’ll never find me