Quality Control
F.A.N.
[Intro]
Dxnte, you snapped on this one
Yeah
Fuck a n***a (God damn, Rick)

[Chorus]
Don't even compare me to these pussy n***as (Uh-uh)
I been turned up for a while, I see you lookin', n***a (I see you lookin', n***a)
Put his bitch ass in a pot, get to cookin', n***a (Come on, man)
Free all my n***as up the road, 12 keep bookin' n***as (Free my n***a)
Hold up my diamond 'cause this shit shinin' (On gang)
Everything I say it got a meanin', I ain't just rhymin'
N***as know it's pressure behind this shit (Huh), he want pressure behind a bitch (Pressure behind a bitch)
Just dropped fifty on my 'Cat (Yeah, yeah, yeah), another fifty on my wrist, n***a

[Verse]
Who said Jimm was gone? Come here, baby, daddy's home
All my old friends gone, I'm countin' the cheese all alone
Don't know if I rapped about a pistol, brick, or a microphone (Which one?)
Won't go broke, I cross my heart (Yeah, yeah, yeah), I just keep buyin' Chrome
Hell nah, I don't trust a n***a (Uh)
Yeah, I'll bust a n***a (Gra, gra, grao)
I just linked wit' gang, but by myself I'll flush a n***a (Flush yo' ass)
Heard he beat his bitch 'cause she keep screamin' out: "Fuck a n***a" (Ha ha)
He can't stand Jimm, if it's fuck me, then it's fuck you, n***a (Fuck you, n***a)
Nah, this ain't no lean, bitch, it's liquor in this Faygo (Yeah)
Bad bitch, she know I'm him, she doin' what I say so (She doin' what I say so)
Heard he need a job, put his lil' ass on the payroll (Lil' ass n***a)
Turn him to a french fry when I bust a bitch potato (Grao, grao)
All white brick, it look like Mayo (Yeah)
N***a, you ain't sippin' lean, broke ass n***a sippin' Kayro (Broke ass n***a)
I can go back to the trap if the rap slow (On gang)
Real street n***a, what the fuck I got a cap for? (Come on, man)
I'm a fuckin' prophet, told y'all I'm the one, time after time (Yeah, yeah)
Pussy n***a cappin' in his raps, rhyme after rhyme (What the fuck?)
Chasin' checks, I just want to ball and see my n***as shine (See my n***as shine)
Done that boy on fire, I drop that hot shit at any time
Call me Jump Cali, we the best (Yeah)
Name a n***a better, then (Name a n***a better, then)
It's hot as fuck, he in a jacket
.40 in my Lettermen
Shawty said she love the way I smell, bitch, I'm heavensent
She keep tellin' me to go to hell, I already been (Ha)
I'm countin' Ben Franks (Yeah)
I'm a fuckin' shark, too big a fish tank (On gang, n***a)
When shit get real, they go to fold, just know Jimm ain't (What the fuck?)
They say I'm a piece of art, I'm standin' in the paint, yeah (Rat9ine, n***a)
[Chorus]
Don't even compare me to these pussy n***as (Uh-uh)
I been turned up for a while, I see you lookin', n***a (I see you lookin', n***a)
Put his bitch ass in a pot, get to cookin', n***a (Come on, man)
Free all my n***as up the road, 12 keep bookin' n***as (Free my n***a)
Hold up my diamond 'cause this shit shinin' (On gang)
Everything I say it got a meanin', I ain't just rhymin'
N***as know it's pressure behind this shit (Huh), he want pressure behind a bitch (Pressure behind a bitch)
Just dropped fifty on my 'Cat (Yeah, yeah, yeah), another fifty on my wrist, n***a