Fah' Fah
[Chorus]
Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn
One of my man's just died I'm mad as fuck but I still can't feel that shit
Heard when an opp just got doped up when his ass get out we gon drill that bitch
That lil hoe freak dat freak dat
Kick that hoe out the spot I ain't feel that bitch
We on some murda shit, hold yo glizzy up, if you ever shot it
Clutching on this judge, it shoots shells like a fucking shotty
N***a why you cappin when you rapping ain't got no fucking body
The way my youngins quick to pull some shit we need to pull the power
[Verse 1]
[?] the only thing we do, N***a fuck a colleague
I been pulling racks out of these skinny's like boy fuck a wallet
N***a's not even scamming they just take it out then redeposit
I was born with manners and with standards n***a fuck a fah
[Verse 2]
Thе way lil t be snatching souls, they thought he was еvil
They don't even know, he zip one up and then he pray to Jesus
Thank the lord for my mistake know i got right for all my people
They done snaked the n***a won't promise that there will not be a sequel
[Verse 3]
Slap these n***as beside my glizzy hoe wanna start shit keep on coming
They thought i was from Detroit cuz just like Andre I be drumming
I called the mall lil baboon my brother gorillas and they money
I'm quick to walk out like Dwayne I got them lost just like Jumanji
[Verse 4]
Aye, heard they want dem dead but they ain't slid I guess they scared
Fuck that
Don't shoot a n***a in the leg
Headshot, shoot a n***a in some drip
Hot bar freak in a hot bar geek how you love her but she don't even get fucked on the bed
Fuck a freak, n***a lets meet
Sliding, lil t on the beat like a sled
Fuck a lil tweet
[Verse 5]
Thick lil bit tryna get in the sheets
Brand new whip can't fuck up the seats
Get knocked off saying fuck 12 every week
Big lil shit trying hoe out for the d
Freak ahh hoe can't fuck with t
Now a hoe not for free
When this beef, he went RIP every fucking week
[Verse 6]
Lots of sticks, lots of fucking drums, lots of fucking guns
N***a we just like to send a load, we got lots of tons
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks we got lots of funds
Bat, bat, bat, bat, bat, We don't do one on ones
[Verse 7]
Ay this fuck n***a hit his ass now he don't know shit
House inside that water, I had floated like a blowfish
I just started rapping and they say T you on some goat shit
Man, long live lil twin shout out lil cam he on some mo shit
[Chorus]
Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn
One of my man's just died I'm mad as fuck but I still can't feel that shit
Heard when an opp just got poked up when his ass get out we gon kill that bitch
That lil hoe freak dat freak dat
Kick that hoe out the spot I ain't feel that bitch
We on some murda shit, hold yo glizzy up, if you ever shot it
Clutching on this judge, it shoots shells like a fucking shotty
N***a why you cappin when you rapping ain't got no fucking body
The way my youngins love to pull some shit we need to pull the power