Devil Fruit
(Woah woah-)
Let's go Faygo
Stop right there, baby stop right there
Rushing that lil boy, now that lil boy he so scared
I be straight flexing like I just don't care
Why he talking like a shooter but he shooting in the air?
I got shooter for your shooters if your shooters even dare
That lil hoe wanna be my wife so I took her to the evil lair
My fur coat come from the bears, they say Faygo get in there
I got hella time on my hands, I make that 45 split your hair
Faygo will split that lil boy up
That chop chop chop, no devil fruit
I gotta keep my metal too
In case they wanna get hectic, ooh
Rock that boy no metal yeah
No no I can't shed a-
Lil nigga better stay on your level
How you get that boy I can't tell you
Gotta get to the bag man I gotta get racks
Gotta spend a big bag when I walk in Saks
These niggas be broke and it make me laugh
Put a 5 on bro and I bet he won't last
I'm a turn that boy to ash
I'm a smoke just like reefer
They say that lil nigga wanna be you
I'm Chief Runna it's nice to meet you
I bet you had no idea
Yeah, Slime I'm off the meter
Lil Faygo can't see you
Spend the bag, get it back, repeat it
Run up boy, yeah we gon eat it
Get some money, lil bro you need it
Give him hell but I'm no demon
This codeine really got me dreaming
Faygo will split that lil boy up (Blatt)
She said I like the way you look
Read these hoes just like a book
She tryna get her soul took
Yeah-
I'm tryna run me up them racks
Tell that lil boy take it back
You know that toolie stick go blatt, yeah (Blatt, Blatt!)
These Air Force One not the Air Max
Don't DM me if you wanna work
Nigga mad at me cause I wanna tax
I'm smoking on gas yeah not no blacks
If he bugging then he get past
Wipe that lil boy nose for free
I slime you out for my lil slatt, no
We not doing that
Name a rapper that sound like me
I know you can't cause I'm unique
Nigga that's my sound, wanna be like me
Wanna work then cop a feat
I know they watching over me
[?] in me
Don't fear nobody go chase your dreams
Go get that cheese, go get that cheese
Young nigga broke and wanna feat lil nigga please
She want a young nigga like me that she can lean on
Everybody got to ducking when I turn that beam on (Blatt)
Let's go Faygo
Stop right there, baby stop right there
Rushing that lil boy, now that lil boy he so scared
I be straight flexing like I just don't care
Why he talking like a shooter but he shooting in the air?
I got shooter for your shooters if your shooters even dare
That lil hoe wanna be my wife so I took her to the evil lair
My fur coat come from the bears, they say Faygo get in there
I got hella time on my hands, I make that 45 split your hair
Faygo will split that lil boy up
That chop chop chop, no devil fruit
I gotta keep my metal too
In case they wanna get hectic, ooh
Rock that boy no metal yeah
No no I can't shed a-
Lil nigga better stay on your level
How you get that boy I can't tell you
Gotta get to the bag man I gotta get racks
Gotta spend a big bag when I walk in Saks
These niggas be broke and it make me laugh
Put a 5 on bro and I bet he won't last
I'm a turn that boy to ash
I'm a smoke just like reefer
They say that lil nigga wanna be you
I'm Chief Runna it's nice to meet you
I bet you had no idea
Yeah, Slime I'm off the meter
Lil Faygo can't see you
Spend the bag, get it back, repeat it
Run up boy, yeah we gon eat it
Get some money, lil bro you need it
Give him hell but I'm no demon
This codeine really got me dreaming
Faygo will split that lil boy up (Blatt)
She said I like the way you look
Read these hoes just like a book
She tryna get her soul took
Yeah-
I'm tryna run me up them racks
Tell that lil boy take it back
You know that toolie stick go blatt, yeah (Blatt, Blatt!)
These Air Force One not the Air Max
Don't DM me if you wanna work
Nigga mad at me cause I wanna tax
I'm smoking on gas yeah not no blacks
If he bugging then he get past
Wipe that lil boy nose for free
I slime you out for my lil slatt, no
We not doing that
Name a rapper that sound like me
I know you can't cause I'm unique
Nigga that's my sound, wanna be like me
Wanna work then cop a feat
I know they watching over me
[?] in me
Don't fear nobody go chase your dreams
Go get that cheese, go get that cheese
Young nigga broke and wanna feat lil nigga please
She want a young nigga like me that she can lean on
Everybody got to ducking when I turn that beam on (Blatt)
Credits
Writer(s): William Eric Boyette, Andre Burt, Christopher Lampley, Daniel Joseph Montano, Roshan Paswan
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