Fox BD – Fool You Thought (Lyrics & Video)

Fool You Thought – Fox BD Lyrics

See, the thing between a gangsta and a killer

Take 'em to school

I might play dumb as fuck, but I'm not a fool

Come off intelligent, you disrespect me, I'm losin' my cool

This shit so watered down, what happened, they done forgot the rules

These niggas turn thirty and try to gang bang, seventeen, I was Piru

I done poured up so much damn syrup, pop look like bezel was black

I regret textin' her, she gettin' on my nerves, I really wanna ship her back

I start goin' up and shit got weird, I had to get a new jack

Soon as I up pole on that bitch, he hit a four flat

Knocked her off the finsta, that's how you supposed to move

I peeped your game, soon as a nigga go flat, they try to get back glued

You knew me when I had nothin', gotta start over, these some brand new shoes

You niggas selfish, Foxes Only stick together like the Jews

Y'all broke and they poor and they dusty

That's your hoe? I need her belongings, she in my custody

I don't gotta sit down and write for three hours, Shell just punch me in

I'm puttin' my all in this shit, no days off, they gotta let me in

He got stretched and he got blessed

I'm glad they robbed him, 'cause we would've did it, there wouldn't be no next

Make sure you mention me, Fatt, O-Boy, Code, Lil Jay when you bring up the West

Where your credential? You ain't certified, homie, you a guest

We back puttin' belt on these niggas ass, I wish bruh never told

You never made nun' bleed, killed somethin' or got somethin' killed, you a hoe

Soon as this .308 go through his room, he the first one hittin' the floor

Ever since I been makin' this hoe cum, she done put up her Rose

Ain't been chasin' the money lately, it been chasin' me

This bitch retarded, for trust in me, she want my dick on her sleeve

Ain't been layin' down two minutes, hoe already suckin' me out my sleep

I knew that pussy was fire, she was slidin' Jeep

Why when niggas get they gun took, they buy a new glee?

Let me knock on wood, every dog have they day, it can be me

I mean this in the most humblest way, I'm tearin' up every street

I don't need no help, long as I got three things: me, pole and the cleats

I might play dumb as fuck, but I'm not a fool

Come off intelligent, you disrespect me, I'm losin' my cool

This shit so watered down, what happened, they done forgot the rules

These niggas turn thirty and try to gang bang, seventeen, I was Piru

I done poured up so much damn syrup, pop look like bezel was black

I regret textin' her, she gettin' on my nerves, I really wanna ship her back

I start goin' up and shit got weird, I had to get a new jack

Soon as I up pole on that bitch, he hit a four flat

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