Reechdee — No Fuga

Me and my dick, all attention.
When you break the drop, we go call attention.
We go call attention.
We go call attention.
When you break the drop, we go call attention.
Entire body in on information.
For your soul, we got information.
Eh, Lambo talk to my money back at morning.
Share money for my guys, and they cash for me.
Electric food, but they underneath my seats.
Eh, huh.
Eustachy, where I pop, don't they want call me.
My game here calipher, shit they won't call me.
I know if you die, you might time never reach.
Eh, eh.
Parody for my money, fast casher.
All the plans where I get, I go on them.
Many things when I wanna achieve.
So many things when I wanna achieve.
Credit my side, shit depressant.
Money de my mind, I de cash out.
And so the price for this matter.
Eh, ah, eh, eh.
Me and all these fuga, all my guys, know they fuga.
Come around, we go bouga.
Eh, eh.
Me and all these fuga, all my guys, know they fuga.
Come around, we go bouga.
Diamonds on my neck, I de shine.
Fly for your eye like KIPO.
Bitch, they tell I'm issue maintained down.
They be make we so good, we so good.
Do do Gucci, do do Gucci.
Do do Gucci, do do Gucci.
She want Gucci, or she want Fendi.
She want Gucci, or so she fend me.
We de party mo pakali.
We de party mo pakali.
Me and all these bumpers, huh.
So I know they talk much.
Me and all these fuga, all my guys, know they fuga.
Come around, we go bouga.
Eh, eh.
Me and all these fuga, all my guys, know they fuga.
Come around, we go bouga.
I meant it.
We don't want God, we just want God.
But there's—how can I put it—in any worldly experience,
Any of these things, you find out they haven't ended.
You go out, you discover freedom, you go out,
Climb a mountain, but then you gotta—