Talley Of 300 - FGE Cypher Pt. 3 lyrics

[Verse 1: $avage] Look, big wings On a n***a like the emblem with the big B's Me and Tony two players like a split screen I put my shooters on yo a** like some skinny jeans And they goin' show up, poled up, shootin' anything Cause they know a n***a breaded like some chicken wings So for me they get it poppin' like it's in the grease I have my youngins take your life and give it to me I swear them n***as ain't right like 50 degrees Zoro when I cut it leave her with the big Z's And she gonna chew a n***a up cause i'm big league You n***as small ball All my n***as ball hogs Shooters whack you with that iron like a golf ball Put a hole in a n***a with the sawed off Say he want beef but you n***as all talk But we can still shoot about it like a false call Body on the stretcher why he gettin hauled off And have his n***as all lost yelling aww nah All yall dogs should have been toting though But I still feel like I gotta show them tho I put the wings on a n***a like he OVO Even though im at the top of the totem pole I still take the sh** wherever you wanna go And then i take your b**h wherever she wanna go Fly guys taking off, n***a [Verse 2: No Fatigue] n***as fake as f** Thats why i choose to hug a pole Had to bear up Fill a hater up with shells like he layin numb Pockets healthy just like Gucci tryna keep it up I can't hit your b**h just gotta spend the day with her Give her dick she sport it good, like i'm payin' her Fresh as hell, be on point like Deadshot Shawty let me slide in like the Red Box Got her man hot, I want neck, headlock Takin' b**hes think I'm Future look who Scotty pimpin' Like he seen a magic trick he wonder how I did it You know I had to bag his b**h but ain't no body in it No details how I did it My b**h crazy and I'm crazy I'm Joker she Harley Quinn I be all up in her water like tryna learn how to swim Haters tryna block the shine like a n***a rockin' a brim If the snakes up in the gra** Imma stomp the yard in some Timbs These old b**hes hit my line had to cut 'em off like a limb Got new b**hes on my line had to cut 'em all like a pimp And I got my money up like I'm taping it to the ceiling I be fresh, swag k** 'em I murder 'em no attempt Had to show everybody I'm fly but no event I pop up just like a adder I load it like movin' sh** If he try to do 'em dirty just like the water in Flint then I be shootin after him just like knockout but I don't miss [Verse 3: Talley of 300] Fly guy, flew in this b**h with a high side Why lie? I see it like I-Spy They want us dead, My god but I ride I'm a cool cat but n***a I ain't got nine lives b**h it's YOLO, f** the po-po Don't go nowhere without the 4-0, that a no-no Up on 'em like i pop a no-doze Let him hold those b**h I'm a dog on a go roll like I'm Todo But I don't follow up a chase behind no b**h It ain't no frito n***as lays behind those chips I got brothers in the grave that I so miss Got dogs fighting in a cage, no Michael Vick Harry Potter with that stick on a snitch You know how we playin' if they sending shots in them 6 Then we keep spraying Preacher talking 'bout turn a cheek, f** what he sayin' k** him and it's justified sin, but we keep prayin' In a world where majority sleep, horribly weak And they slaughter when they order the sheet God sharpening my sword and b**h i'm going for the cheek Make sure I give 'em everything before I'm goin to sleep Feel this who want a war with the son I do this sh** for my loved ones who don't know what's to come Hardships, triple x sh** and they gon' know not to run God first, load up some guns and store up some funds When you shinin' watch the snake that's tryna soak up your sun Yeah they hate it when you make it and you don't owe 'em none I pray handle what I can and made her wrestle the slums Why so serious 'cause b**h when you the joke it ain't fun, huh [Verse 4: Montana of 300] No Surrender No Retreat b**h FGE we gotta eat b**h Bout to k** another beat b**h I'm like here we go, I did my part for the squad, now we in it tho If you ain't rockin' with the God what you livin' for? I can't lie it feels good when I'm sendin' dough That's money gram to the fam, you ain't hear me tho Yeah I was made to get the paper like a envelope See I turned nothing in to something I was really broke Had to come up the harder way ain't have a penny tho I used to meet my clientele up in the liquor store I sold more O's than a f**ing box of Cheerios Left all the bullsh** behind Tom Thibodeau Rap God in this b**h, like a embryo And I like all my b**hes bad like a billy goat I put your hoe up on the wall like a centerfold Deep stroke in that b**h, I ain't swimming though It's f** b**hes get money like a gigolo I'm ballin tatted b**h I'm bam bam bigelow If they want drama tell 'em holla I be with it tho That's off top, mask up, Rey Mysterio Show up these n***as all talk Arsenio Special beam on my cannon like I'm piccolo Pull it out the pants cook a n***a like he in a stove Shoot a n***a like he tryna drop a video Six feet put him in like he preachin told Punchlines hurt opponents like I'm Riddick Bowe I'm lyrical I been this cold this sh** is critical Yeah Imma k** it how you want it n***a pick a flow The illest quotes every line like I'm sniffin' coke Rap God in this b**h n***a!