Foux Lyrics by ScHoolboy Q & Ab-Soul is latest English song from the album BLUE LIPS. Lyrics of this song is written by TaeBeast, Ab-Soul, Jason Wool, Mario Luciano & ScHoolboy Q while Music is produced by Mario Luciano, Jason Wool & TaeBeast.
Foux Lyrics – ScHoolboy Q
Look at them flames lightin’ up the sky
Ain’t never seen fire shootin’ up so high
Look at them flames lightin’ up the sky
Ain’t never seen fire shootin’ up so high
I ain’t never seen fire shooting up so high
Are you listening people to what I’m sayin’?
‘Cause it sure looks to me like them n!ggas ain’t playin’
Them n!ggas ain’t playin’
Them n!ggas ain’t playin’
Them n!ggas ain’t playin’
(Uh, let’s get it…)
Got a house full of cars and it be like that (Yeah)
House full of pain it be like that
Feel lot of love and it be like that
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that
I done ran out of faith and it be like that
Hit many times and it be like that
Bled for the gang and it be like that
I died so many ways and it be like that
It’s like…
Wait, grew around beef so long, it’s like cake
Soon I bring God around, we part ways
I done lost friends, came up the same day
I done caught ends with sh!t that won’t change
I ain’t buy dope enough to push skis
Tryna stay self-aware within me
Ran through the streets so much my name clean
The only crip gave the crips a new scene
I done checked off the list of my dreams
Cats don’t deserve the sh!t that I bring
Cats don’t earn the sh!t that I burn
Lil’ n!gga standin’ tall and be firm
I can see that us done with them, I deserve
Keep tryna align with shit that don’t work
Joy came in the day that I birthed
Jay showed her daddy need some new work (Uh yeah)
Fried chicken wings, my new sh!t was clean
Golf in Bel Air, I’m so beyond my means
Eight figures up, your hood got you stuck
Nothin’ here standard, everything deluxe
I done had it all ’til some day I had enough
I’ma get mine, you get all me
Mouth full of drugs, a d-dope fiend
Got a house full of cars and it be like that (Yeah)
House full of pain it be like that
Feel lot of love and it be like that
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that
I done ran out of faith and it be like that
Hit many times and it be like that
Bled for the gang and it be like that
I died so many ways and it be like that
It’s like…
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana- uh, pu$$y hoe, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Gave up so much time that I can do what I-
Laugh at that brand new b!tch, yeah, the motormouth
Skeletons in my closet, had to kick ’em out
Silent words in my head is what I’m goin’ ’round…
Repent for my sin, then I turn around
By next weekend, do it again
Wash, rinse, repeat, cycle won’t end
Just spin, I’m bent, she bent, and bend over
I hit, I dip, I need to slow it down
Up purse, got me on TEN, I spent a million to be sick
Bought a Jesus-piece with diamonds in it
Still curse words in my hyms, let’s begin
(Soulo h0e)
Righteous malfeasance (Soulo hoe)
Fightin’ my demons solo, h0e
My spend my evenings alone and that’s not that I got-
So many ways and it be like that
Shit went left field, I be right back
Time for the move, I need my gat
Cocaine is one hell of a drug
And my year done had enough with b!tches
Never enough, I’m stuck when I should be levelin’ up
My main b!tch done fell out of love
No, it’s not shine, they can not see
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Pu$$y h0e, n!gga uh
Pu$$y h0e, n!gga uh
Pu$$y h0e, b!tch
Ayy get off my d!ck, ayy
I need hundred percent if I’m gonna do with the sh!t
I got too much to risk, took a new hit of the list
Can’t be dead in the mix
The game gon’ fill up the fridge
The captain came off the lick
The boy done burned up the bridge
The last screw fell off his ears
A black man [?]
A black man still in the bed
Finally gon’ die with your friends
Got a house full of cars and it be like that (Yeah)
House full of pain it be like that
Feel lot of love and it be like that
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that
I done ran out of faith and it be like that
Hit many times and it be like that
Bled for the gang and it be like that
I died so many ways and it be like that
It’s like…
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana- uh, pu$$y hoe, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
Marijuana, high dro’, pu$$y h0e, a$$, t!tties
| Song Name: | Foux |
| Singers: | ScHoolboy Q ft. Ab-Soul |
| Lyrics: | TaeBeast, Ab-Soul, Jason Wool, Mario Luciano & ScHoolboy Q |
| Produced By: | Mario Luciano, Jason Wool & TaeBeast |
| Label: | ScHoolboy Q VEVO |
| Release Date: | 1 March 2024 |
