F.O.B.

Ain't this life so fun?

Holdin' on my gun

I want everything to shine bright like the sun

Holdin' on my gun

Bring it everywhere, my plus one

I'm a villain, yeah

Fallin' out of lo-love with all these women, yeah

When shit get stressful, I'm grippin' on my lil' metal, yeah (My metal)

Bitch'll let me fuck if I ask her, yeah (If I asked her)

Standin' at the alter, I'm a pastor (Pastor)

Neglect my kids and call 'em bastards, yeah (Bastards)

Sick in the mind, sick, but I'm fine, yeah (Sick, but I'm fine)

I'm comin' for it, I'm takin' what's mine

We don't fuck with critics

We don't talk that business, yeah

Family-oriented business

Bitch wanna have my children

Rino don't do all the gimmicks

This really how I'm livin'

Boot up, I'm throwed off the Henny

Suit up, I'm ridin' in a Bentley

Ask me how I'm feelin', I'm tryna get me these millions

Factory diamonds, my bezels crushed, **** can't fuck with us

You don't really listen when I tell you much, that's why your ass be stuck

I don't really do all the fuss, step on 'em like a bug

Ain't this life so fun?

Holdin' on my gun

I want everything to shine bright like the sun

Holdin' on my gun

Bring it everywhere, my plus one

I'm a villain, yeah

Fallin' out of lo-love with all these women, yeah

When shit get stressful, I'm grippin' on my lil' metal, yeah (My metal)

Bitch'll let me fuck if I ask her, yeah (If I asked her)

Standin' at the alter, I'm a pastor (Pastor)

Neglect my kids and call 'em bastards, yeah (Bastards)

Sick in the mind, sick, but I'm fine, yeah (Sick, but I'm fine)

I'm comin' for it, I'm takin' what's mine

In a Rolls Royce Cullinan, swervin'

She like when I close the curtains

We sittin' behind tint, that's when she get to slurpin'

She two-faced like the devil, she remind me of a serpent

I'm grippin' on metal, you never know who gon' be lurkin'

Ain't this life so fun?

Holdin' on my gun

I want everything to shine bright like the sun

Holdin' on my gun

Bring it everywhere, my plus one