F.E.M.A (Explicit)

F.E.M.A - Kodak Black/Plies

Welcome to FEMA

Welcome to FEMA

Finesse elevate motivate and achieve achieve

Let's get it

Wish Gotti Youngsta Dolph go and squash the beef

Know that **** ain't none of my business

I like to see n***as eat

I done pulled up in that

Muslanne I done caught a body

Say she don't want to go to sleep

I told her pop a molly

Nickname cement ***** I'm super solid

You don't like me Bobby Brown ***** that your perogative

Laid in plenty n***as bushes I ain't discussing that

You say that you will pay me later I ain't trustin' that

N***as say my name he must be droppin' a mixtape

Think I won't bust at you in public that's a mistake

Jack called I'm goin' to get it ain't no time to sleep

I ain't tryna make friends ***** I'm trynna eat

Came from the bottom yo look how time fly

Hard for me to trust n***as who don't look in my eyes

N***a ask me Plies why you buy the Bentley truck

'Cause I'on do what other n***as do you feel me bruh

Was on a beach last night ***** massaging me

Whole inside of the crib in mahogany

I was never 'posed to make it past 25

Car full of yola ***** on 75

Up all night ***** like I'm on a pill

Almost cried first time I touched my first mill'

Ain't no social butterfly I keep my circle small

Doin' sucker **** out here you come up missin' dawg

Put the bag before a lotta **** I used to do

Put **** before myself that's what I used to do

I will **** a n***a ***** I'm bein' honest though

One thing I love about myself I keep it a hunnid though

I remember them long nights n***a I couldn't remember nights

***** say a n***a arrogant you ****in' right

Shout out to all you n***as out here pocket watchin' me

I ain't gon' disappoint you I'ma give you somethin' to see

Had to close another deal it got me motivated

N***as actin' like *****es I don't tolerate it

If you 'cross me it ain't nothin' just stay over there

***** my house ain't no museum you got to **** in here

By any means out here ***** Kevin Gates

Ho told me I was poppin' ***** you kinda late

Lotta you n***as still sleep you hit the snooze button

***** I'm out here sitll grindin' ***** at two or somethin'

Still ridin' with the stick it ain't my fault bruh

Too many n***as out here droppin' salt bruh

I'm just tryna get a sack and stay in my own lane

Money come before the p***y I hope you understand

And all you beggin' a*s *****es I ain't friendly ho

And tell your nosey a*s friends mind they business ho

And when it's time to go to war n***as ***** up

You n***as sold out for the bag I never switched up