[Verse 1]
Yeah
I got a fully loaded cartridge and thoughts and enemies
Rhymes razor sharp, that's that rawkus energy
My heart pump Hennessy
Veins pump Don Julio, rock rubies
Assorted color stones in the j**elry
Picture that
A n***a delegatin' with diplomats
Used to pitch nickel sacks
Now I can sh** a stack
Im on it
Defecatin' on your rap performers
Appeal, more the Ma**
And Fash pa**ed enormous
I don't get excited, I get ignited
Burn like a brush fire when I write it
Barb-wire for those bitin'
Titan in the ring, Tyson when I swing
Python, when the mic's on, I strike harm
Madre know I'ma drug dealer uh
Tecate sippin, my mug's rippin
Compadre stealin', the slug peelin'
Nonsense, crip'n & blood spillage in the village
No remorse shown, no love given, n***a
[Hook]
F-A-S-H-A-W-N
No, you don't know how much trouble you in
No, they just hustle, I hustle to win
Don't say I'm done, just say I've done it again
[Verse 2]
Homie
If it ain't the shells, its the gazelles
If I'm not still in a cell, I'm out on bail
Dirty, is what's under my nails, off the rail
Young homie will f** up a scale, he hustle well
Count kale off of sellin' broccoli, never fail
co*ky, you can tell, co*k is 2XL
Block had to bail
Look like, I just ate rock lobster
All these shells, shocked, you lookin pale
Why? Cause I prevailed, a ha**a for the nail
You hot huh? Is it cause yo pockets lookin frail?
Memoirs of a Mobsta with a tale
Wrote pop like im Pharrell
Pop pop, two rappers fail
I once was a poster boy for poverty
Until I hit the lottery
'Po, something you gotta see
You n***as will never figure me out
I figured that, figures is what this sh** is about
Motha f**a!
[Hook x2]
F-A-S-H-A-W-N
No, you don't know how much trouble you in
No, they just hustle, I hustle to win
Don't say I'm done, just say I've done it again