SUVY THEATERS Lyrics Fivio Foreign
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They used to say “How you get a new movie?”
Get a new movie, did a new movie
They can’t keep up with this ***, my Suvy Theater
You know how we go
We got Boogie on the track
I caught my demon outside with me
Yo, Finesser got the sauce
Them boys so lame
Them boys think they doin’ some
You already know what you up against, ***
It’s Fivi, baow
Yeah, yeah, I know on the internet it’s givin’ tough (Go)
In person I give ’em a punch (Go)
I’m a demon, I stay in the cut (Baow)
I’m on a tour, and I’m ripping them up (Baow, baow, baow, yeah)
Yeah, they throwin’ shots, but they missin’ the stuff
Yeah, look, I don’t respond and they hatin’ enough
***, I made it out (Hah)
Couple million dollars in my bank account (Uh)
I’m Fivio Foreign, I made it count
They start sayin’ my name and they fadin’ out (Yeah)
He talk when I see him, I lay him out (Baow)
The demon ain’t nothin’ to play about (Nah)
I don’t talk on the ‘net, niggas playin’ foul
I just look for a moment and wait it out (Uh, uh)
Yeah, Fivi (Fivi)
Real demon, said “*** them niggas” and I still mean it
I *** a *** for a lil’ reason
If I’m back outside, then it’s drill season (***)
Huh (Huh), yeah (Yeah)
Niggas know I’m winnin’, and I still tease ’em (***)
Huh (Huh), yeah (Yeah)
Niggas teamed up, and I still beat ’em (Baow)
I see ’em, I do ’em broad day (Uh)
Niggas talk about Fivi all day (Uh)
***, don’t get sent the wrong way (Baow)
***, I been lit since fourth grade (Uh)
Huh (Huh), yeah (Yeah)
They ain’t on that ***, it’s all a game
Huh (Huh), yeah (Yeah)
They don’t come outside, they all lames (Uh)
No, ***, you can’t contest
I’m outside, you don’t get no rest
Big C, I don’t give no Fs (Uh-uh)
They know my gang, my set, huh (Uh-uh)
Like Fivi don’t take no check (Uh-uh)
Like Fivi don’t take no threats (Uh-uh)
You win? No way, no bet
Said “Fivi?” Okay, no sweat
Yeah, yeah, I know on the internet it’s givin’ tough (Go)
In person I give ’em a punch (Go)
I’m a demon, I stay in the cut
I’m on a tour, and I’m ripping them up (Baow, baow, baow, yeah)
Yeah, they throwin’ shots, but they missin’ the stuff
Yeah, look, I don’t respond and they hatin’ enough
***, I made it out (Hah)
Couple million dollars in my bank account (Uh)
I’m Fivio Foreign, I made it count
They start sayin’ my name and they fadin’ out (Yeah)
He talk when I see him, I lay him out (Baow)
The demon ain’t nothin’ to play about (Nah)
I don’t talk on the ‘net, niggas playin’ foul
I just look for a moment and wait it out (Grrt, baow)