Versa Beatz - Fergivicious lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, a lot of you people look at me like "Who the f** this n***a think he is?" Lord Ferg the Second, the Fergenstein All the trap lordians stand up, yeah [Verse 1] Hi! I'm Fergivicious To a bunch of b**hes man, I'm Fergielicious Riding with a bunch of little trap villains Turn it up, leave yo a** on the ceiling f** your opinion n***a, I be k**ing Hippy white b**h on the penicilling Getting all the bad b**hes I been feeling Think a n***a trapping? Yeah, I'm drug dealing Hit her with the crack pipe get her lifted Take a little sip-sip of my drip-drip f** a litle trill b**h 'til my dick limp I love the way you lick-lick on my dick tip Riding in the Bentley, you in a Civic f** your main broad 'til she on my friend's dick 4-5-6, yeah, my n***as tripping Shout out to the max and my n***as cripping A$AP Q, yeah, my n***a cripping Marty Baller macking, yeah, he Blood dripping 5 point star for a thug n***a 'bout 2 keys for the snow sniffing White gold teeth cause a n***a don't sleep Nightmares of being broke cause I'm seeing no cheese b**h coming at me cause I'm dropping no fees She can get up on a n***a for about a couple G's [Hook] All I know is pain Surviving on my own [Verse 2] Hey, Joyde! Hi, twin! Thinking 'bout my goddamn father again Why he couldn't see a n***a in Medusa lens Why he couldn't see a n***a cop his first benz Why he couldn't see a n***a pop his first band Only b**hes love me tryna get up in my pants Riding in a limo with a bunch of fake friends Who be only around me cause I make ends I feel the pain for my bro cause his dad died My daddy gone too my n***a, that's life But them n***as did it up in they past lives Moét with Crystal n***a, that's right Bet them n***as dressed up in them white suits Rhythm and the blues in a white coupe Spit it through a cloud with a nice boo Daddy, Anna-Nicole probably like you Ahh, I'm so vicious Riding in a coup with a bunch of k**as Are you g**ning, man? I couldn't see it Like twisting up your fingers in a pair of mittens Put 'em in the water with a bunch of fishes Watch a frog leap were his f**ing chin is Are you popeye? Eat your f**ing spinach Bunch of young Trap Lords and we down for sinning A$AP Soul, that's my f**ing n***a Young Tarzan, that's my little n***a Crawling in them b**hes like a caterpillar The b**h can't be all in my Hilfiger Flacko Jodye, he a trill n***a Twelv' the good goon be that real n***a Nasty Baby want to k** a n***a All us together the illest n***as [Hook]