Fuji Films - IshDARR

Running out, my colleagues this, my colleagues that

I’m from the

Mil-town, got the bounce, the A-R tucked

Tell them I promise

Double C, them generals, my niggas come through stomping

Still got the question, how bad do you want it?

I remember 5th grade days, just a no one

Flip the page a couple years ago and got to zoning

Shawty leave with me tonight, what we on?

She say she would treat so right

Big firm, no nine to five, her job a dancer

She got the kush dawg, I brought the last zip

Excuse if I’m rude, I’m working my manners (Yeah I am)

Backspace, delete, stay down to meet

Stay round the queens if I’m ever in ya area

You come to me, ask improvements on ya character

One man’s trash be another man’s treasure

One false move and it’s done, dream killa

Fujifilm for memories, we may not live again

Now when I step out, be like, «IshDARR, yeah, that is him»

Big dog, six figures, please learn invest

Some learned finesse

She like the neck, dog, no VVS

Yeah, that’s correct, dog, don’t shake the left

You boo-boo, my conscience, no-nonsense

No foo-foo, just sit back and read more

She looking like, «I'll school you»

Just don’t get it twisted, Mac only her lipstick

Materialistic, she tell me she hate that

More into her health shit, focused on face masks

Cucumbers and lemon water, ask me, «What the fragrance?»

Tell me, «You got to be smart about it all

Risky as it is, way too involved

You chase your dreams, learn from wrongs

Don’t hold grudges or bite yo' tongue, nah»