FTO Sett - Piss Sett Off Lyrics

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Man down

Drop my ski, I'ma get it in blood
Buckin' and boppin' that murder and love (murder and love)
If I flop, get rich off the glove (off the glove)
Sellin' these Ps, sippin' that ugh
Ain't no regular shit, get hit with this blrrrd
Can't headtap him without watchin' the rear (headtap)
Buck-fifty from his mouth to ear (cuttin' him)
Layin' on the ground, he don't even know I'm here (I'm there)
Clock, know it's time, beat him now (come here, boy)
.308 caught him 'fore he hit the stair (yeah)
Bullet fast, make it hit like a snare
F*ck what he sayin', I catch shit out the air (out the wind)
He an internet gangster, shoot shit in the air (actin'-ass nigga)
Before the mission, boy, I'm lockin' my hair (lockin')
Need money on this, I'm leavin' him there (a mission)
Closed casket, ain't no lookin' in there
Yeah (yeah), nigga, my whole team smokin' the dead (the dead)
Don't come around askin' 'bout Ced (fix y'all ass)
F*ck The Opps Crazy, I said what I said (I said it)
Blue store, cookout, hit in the head (hit his ass)
Blatt, spazzin', give me a med (yeah)
HISPEED CHASE do 'em bad
Junior boy, you tweakin', put on your mask (drop your shit)
Ayy, late, snatch shit fast
Crook move, can't show my hand (crook)
Keypad, snatch it and grab
Back to the block, showin' my ass (showin')
Don't kiss the curb, drift and the drag (driftin')
Pipe shoot fire, spit like a dragon (spit)
Pop shit on a ho for times I ain't have it (f*ck that ho)
Shit-eater know I ain't braggin' (garbage-ass bitch)
Rocks hittin' hard, she glancin' (ice)
Open my mouth, see glass (blammin')
Takin' her down, she don't get no pass (got her)
Boyfriend tweakin', drop him a bag (on his ass)
Three get him, he got a tag (where?)
Grrah, quick, that shit was fast (quick)
Stand over him, Pimp K dance (come here, boy)
All on camera, who is that man? (Leavin' my van)
They all rats, their right-hand men (right-hand niggas)
See the first nigga when you stand on that stand (yeah)
Cash a nigga in, they takin' the Gram (hatin'-ass nigga)
I ain't surprised they showin' they hands (ain't surprised)
I ain't do shit, I'ma lie to that man (lie to him)
Yeah, block hot, shakin' the 'copters (swear)
Roll with the boppas and robbers
Whole lot of switches and choppers (on murder)

(I'ma tell y'all to stop pullin' up on me like that, cuh) what the f*ck nigga?
(Don't be pulling up on me like that, cuh)
Yeah, you know that we f*ck the opps' shit (F*ck The Opps Crazy)
(I'm full-time rapper, nigga, I will blow your ass off) run through the boppa out here, f*ck
(You cannot) I got the right to pop your lil' pussy ass, for real
(You cannot)

Baow, he lookin' hard, I shot him (baow)
Man, this shit hotter than lava
Perc' fifteen, football, molly
"Sett, is you rollin'?" Shit, probably
.62 hit, twitchin' and hollerin'
F*ck who he is, I'll go in his pocket (my drip for a dollar)
Sett and CO3 like Matt, Jeff Hardy
Check the receipt, free 30 and Scottie (free 30 and Scottie)
Percs on table with the mafia mobber
South Vegas drive, straight out of poverty
F*ck all the opps, kill 'em, know they watchin' (F*ck The Opps Crazy)
Got a bust down AP and a collar (a collar)
Man, I washed my whole block, now I am a problem
Twenty-four hours, my team be boppin' (ayy, skrrt)
Bust the window, give the purse and the wallet (give me that)
Chest up, hit a vato and he dropped it (might drop it)
Switch now, it hit a lil' folk and he swallowin'
One of many in my hood, switches get to choppin'
MOC, home of the boppas
Gotta hit the strip, go down Poplar (Poplar)
Opp block, go down Crockett (f*ck Crockett)
They ain't hittin' on shit, they garbage
Two niggas with dreads, finna burn 'em like ivory
We handled that smoke, this shit ain't cloudy (yeah)
Nigga, beatin' up bricks, shootin' up houses (clan)
They ain't faceshot shit, these niggas be cappin' (oh yeah)

Cap
F*ck The Opps Crazy (F*ck The Opps Crazy)
Ayy, yeah (yeah)
Murder and love (murder and love)