Unusual Niggas
[Intro: Ralo]
Ay, I go by the name of Ralo Famgoon alright (Famgoon)
Ay Jay Fizzle, what's up Jay
In paper route Famgoon business, listen

[Verse 1: Ralo]
I pull up on yo block get some shit cost a million dollars
Got a million partners that's about a million choppas
We don't give a fuck who you is, anyone can get killed
They keep on telling me chill, I don't know what that is
I might just turn up fonem, this club get shot up fonem
Don't you fuck with Jay Fizzle, that little nigga my man
Did that paper route business, anybody can get it
A bitch can't come in my spot, unless she gon' let me hit it
Hold up wait let me in it, I didn't tell you I'm finished
I thought that I was in the gray the way these bitches been beggin'
I get more mouth than a dentist, move more weight than a gymnast
Move more trees than some timberlands, I got more Homer than Simpson

[Chorus: Ralo]
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas
[Verse 2: Jay Fizzle]
I don't play with no guns, I might shoot me a nigga
Pop the roof off a nigga, pop the tooth out a nigga
I just bought a brand new choppa plus my coupe got no ceiling
My old lady seen my car and said my roof the one missing
Ay, pull up in a million dollar coupe I got my shirt off
Million dollar nigga bitches quick to take they skirt off
Ralo and Jay Fizzle tossin' bitches at the [?]
Ballin' with a stick, like a nigga playing baseball
Car like transformers, they be transforming
This a new phone, my bitch too foreign
Your bitch too boring, your bitch too boring
A hundred thousand out the trap and they get known to it

[Chorus: Ralo]
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas

[Verse 3: Key Glock]
You ain't talking 'bout money, you ain't talking 'bout nothing
Nigga with a attitude, I feel like I'm from Compton
Double G's on my buckle, VVS on my knuckles
Hustle hard till the sun up, on the block like Mutombo
Steady stacking these commas, hundred racks stuffed in my cunts
Nigga get shot if you mumble, and I put that on my momma
I got sauce lasagna, Gucci shirt anaconda
Choppa kick like a punter, I do this shit like [?]
Ralo Famgoon my brother, stacking these chips like Russell
Choppa sing David Ruffin, Ferragamo on no cuffing
Ralo Famgoon my brother, stacking these chips like Russell
Choppa sing David Ruffin, Ferragamo on no cuffing
[Chorus: Ralo]
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas
I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money
And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I'm coming
We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas
Don't confuse us with niggas, we ain't no usual niggas