FAFO (feat. FreePape Tay)

Yeah damn yeah come onl go let's get it Niggas say they carry heat until they fit this microwave Pull up 80K in cash that's none but what I made today Watch so big sittin on my wrist look just like I'm Flavor Flay Bae come shake that ass on me and fucc with them haters say Big G23 on my waist can't wait to get these niggas phased Make you put your hands up nigga Like I said hip hip hooray 50 deep up in the club My session look like a parade I do the shit these niggas talkin' about but we ain't playing' charade's Lil hoe I'm the ace of spades Lil' bitch I be gettin' paid Let him meet my micro drac My micro drac had met his face A hundred in the fast lane Get the fucc up out my way I don't really wanna be with you so I don't wanna stay Swing my door with micro draco Nike ski to hide my face You don't want no smoke with us cause this shit here will get you laced We gon' pull up tinted up yeah you can call us creepin Nigga pussy as fucc I don't know why the fucc he speakin Niggas said the wrong name now he steady askin' why we creepin We stay throwin' guns away don't ask why we don't keep em Thick bitch she keep shakin' ass but ask why I don't need her 762 big as fucc Gon' fucc up all his features This bitch might be bad and bougie but she steady leachin We gon' do a hit in off-white shades so we don't see it yeah Barrel like a can hit him and his mans Niggas lame these niggas playin' games I guess that I'm the man Bitches suck my dick all on the stage I guess that they my fans Me and gang we hop out tinted truccs The size Sprinter Vans You ain't gang no we don't fucc with you We fucc around shoot at you We kicc her out after a loop-de-loop Ask what she bout to do I might come up by a chain I got that bread from Bustin' Brains Watch yourself stay in your lane We all fire this shit a shame I ain't come up off no scam I'm not a lame I'm not a ham Niggas lame they sendin' threats We sendin' shells just like some spam I ain't get this for inside this shit just let this shit go now Try to take this shit from me I swear to God it might go down Swear to God it's gon' go down And Its fucc who be around Niggas shoot you on your mans Dont give a fucc about no frowns damn Huh yeah niggas lame on God