Notice Me

[Intro: Fivio Foreign]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
Fivio Foreign, don’t fuck with no dizzy (Nah)
Got a problem, tell ’em get with me (Baow)
Try to shoot me, but they didn’t hit me
Scammin’ what we steal, lookin’ for a city (Uh)
Off a Perc’ and I’m lookin’ for a titty (Yeah)
Got a thot and I’m lookin’ for a spizzy (Yeah)
Got a condom, I don’t go raw diggy (Nah)
My demons, I’m bringin’ ’em all with me
Say my name and I’m coming, I’m throwin’ (Boom)
Do a drill on a camera and show it (Baow)
Took a Perc’ and they don’t even know it (Ha)
That’s the pill that be keepin’ me focused (Yeah)
Niggas hatin’, they act like I care
If you got a complaint, nigga, leave me a notice
Just watch how you come approach this (Fivi)
I hit whoever come the closest (Grrt, baow)
[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
I never let them niggas get the up
I get a little feeling in the sto’
One man down, that was not enough
I’ma need a new body every month (Baow)
I need a new meal every lunch
He can come through here if he want
Tell a bitch, “Two pairs and it’s fun”
Brought a shooter with me, he gon’ need somethin’ (Brr)
If I point a finger, he gon’ leave somethin’
Money on my head, get your refund
Shorty give me love, I ain’t need none
Wanna give me some, give me threesomes (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah), wanna give me some, give me threesomes (Grrt, baow)
(Wanna give me some, give me threesomes)
Yeah, look, I pull up, I call with the Devil (Uh)
You Demons is not on my level (Baow)
Spend me a lot on a yellow (Yeah)
My bitch’ll come beat your ass in Stilletos
My driver go speedin’ fast on a pedal (Skrrt)
I make ’em see cash in the ghetto
I spend a hundred on a watch (I did)
I still act so ghetto

[Bridge: Tata and Kyle Richh]
Grrah, grrah, boom
Every opp shot (Huh?)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Everything dead, nigga (Like what? Like what?)
41 shots in a, real Brooklyn shit, you heard? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Fivi with me (KR)
Everything dead (Grrt)
41 shots to the
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[Verse 2: Tata]
Dior on my fit, bitch, don’t step on my shoes (Bitch)
I’m with Dior, he upping the Woo
When I step in the spot, I make everything hot (Boom, boom, boom)
Like, fuck around and give niggas the flu (Boom, boom, boom)
Why he tryna be somethin’ he not?
If he fast on his feet, we shoot him out his shoes (Grrt, baow)
Shorty tryna cuff me like a cop, but I know she a thot, I’m not movin’ no fool
I’m EBK and I’m posted with Fivi
Like, damn, only headshots, no I.D. (No I.D.)
And this shorty told me come along, but I’m bringin’ my gun, I think she tryna line me
Catch a shot if he thinkin’ he ocky
Like, all the guys keep sticks like hockey
I’m off the Wockiana, movin’ Wocky
And I’ll come and knock a nigga out like Rocky (Boom, boom, boom)
Damn, and they know I’m a vet’ (Know I’m a vet’)
Youngest nigga, they know I’ma step (Like, damn)
Throw up the 4, don’t drop my set
When I walk in the spot, I’m opposin’ a threat
Phone ring, I ain’t pickin’ it up (On bro)
Your homie dead, ain’t no pickin’ him up (That nigga dead)
Bitch, I’m a demon posted with some demons (Grrt)
He thinkin’ he tough, then we sending him up

[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
Said I get in my feelings start lookin’ for doopties
Like Fivi, we made a movie (Grrah, grrah, boom)
She a diamond, no ruby
I cannot – if that bitch is a smoochie
No Ice Spice, like put the beam to his face, I might up twice
41 knock ’em out like punchlines
And I keep multiple sticks like Drumline (Grrt, boom)
Yo, Sheik, you know what to do
When he reverse the V, brodie up it and boom (Grrah, like)
When I click on my gun, it’s gon’ blow like a flute (Grrah, grrah, boom)
These niggas be broke in the booth
Don’t-don’t run, tote guns
Like, Tata gon’ click ’til it’s done
If he 41k he get sent to the sun
Like I’m with KR, that’s multiple guns
Jah-Jah Woo, up it in fashion (Like, damn)
No band aid, he in the cut
When we speed up the V, that boy ran out of luck (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like it was magic, he turned into dust (Just like that)
And the opps can’t tweak, that boy done ran on his feet (Grrah, grrah)
I know the opps, they not bigger than we (Grrah, grrah)
(Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 4: Kyle Richh]
Three guns in the V, spinning 3 V’s deep (Grrah, boom)
Tw-Twenty shots in the room (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like, if it’s up, he get sent to the moon
I’m on they block tryna find me a goon
If he don’t move fast, then that thing go “Boom” (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I’m with Jah and he flockin’ for TDot
Pistol bullets is knocking his tree top
I’m with the steppers, don’t watch what we do (Like what?)
Iffy be buggin’, sturdy with the tool (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Keep a switch ’cause these niggas be switchin’ (Bitch)
He get shot if he tryna get dizzy
[?] if he totin’ Amiri (Like what?)
Like, if I’m doley, you know that it’s near me
Fuck it, might step in Chanel
Like and I might switch it up with the [?]
Shit get sticky if I kick it to Rell (Yeah, like what?)
If a nigga not silent, he can’t be around me (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Disrespectin’ my dead, he get put in a spliff
Too-too lit, give a fuck ’bout a diss
Big Double R because I’m really rich (Like, damn)
Like I’m in tints, they can’t see through the whip (Boom, graow)
I’m with Iffy, that’s double the sticks (Like what?)
I’m in all black tryna find me a blixk

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign]
Fivio Foreign, don’t fuck with no dizzy (Nah)
Got a problem, tell ’em get with me (Baow)
Try to shoot me, but they didn’t hit me
Scammin’ what we steal, lookin’ for a city (Uh)
Off a Perc’ and I’m lookin’ for a titty (Yeah)
Got a thot and I’m lookin’ for a spizzy (Yeah)
Got a condom, I don’t go raw diggy (Nah)
My demons, I’m bringin’ ’em all with me
Say my name and I’m coming, I’m throwin’ (Boom)
Do a drill on a camera and show it (Baow)
Took a Perc’ and they don’t even know it (Ha)
That’s the pill that be keepin’ me focused (Yeah)
Niggas hatin’, they act like I care
If you got a complaint, nigga, leave me a notice
Just watch how you come approach this (Fivi)
I hit whoever come the closest (Grrt, baow)

[Outro]
Grrah, grrah, boon
Like what?
Grrt, baow
Grrah, grrah, grrah