Summrs - F.O.B. Lyrics

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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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, niggas can't f*ck 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 f*ck 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