Barack Obama
​fye
[Intro]
Dogefan26
I love you, Lockage
Go, go

[Chorus]
Go
Would that Glock be spitting fye for your bro?
You gon' die or is you uppin' that pole?
You don't make no money for sure, bitch, you broke
Give a fuck about a hoe
Buh, buh, buy designer clothes
You talk shit, you getting smoked
Fuck that bitch, yeah, she unknown
You go nowhere, you a clone
I know I'm about to blow up
Boy, your life a fucking joke
Off a Perc, I'm 'bout to throw up
Bleh, bleh, bleh on me, Glock spit fye outside your home
Rah, rah, racks on me, and them bullets connect to his dome
Go, rah, rah, racks on me
Rah, rah, racks, he cough up blood from his throat
Rah, rah, racks on me, and them bullеts connect to his dome (Bleh)
(Go, go)

[Chorus]
Go
Would that Glock bе spitting fye for your bro?
You gon' die or is you uppin' that pole?
You don't make no money for sure, bitch you broke
Give a fuck about a hoe
Buh, buh, buy designer clothes
You talk shit, you getting smoked
Fuck that bitch, yeah, she unknown
You go nowhere, you a clone
I know I'm about to blow up
Boy, your life a fucking joke
Off a Perc', I'm 'bout to throw up
Bleh, bleh, bleh on me, Glock spit fye outside your home
Rah, rah, racks on me, and them bullets connect to his dome
Rah, rah, racks on me
Rah, rah, racks, he cough up blood from his throat