F.Y.P.M. (feat. Infamou$ G)

Yee... Yee... Yee...
Yee... Yee... Yee...
Yee... Yee... Yee...
Yee... Yee... Yee...

Slidin wit my niggas...
Ridin wit the stick...
(Wooh... Haha)

You know i ride for my niggas
Slide wit my niggas
Ridin wit the stick
Really wit the shits

Goin drug shoppin, prolly pull up wit yo bitch...
Go upside yo head about a nigga like this

I said we get so high...
Live so crazy...
Askin me what I been doin?
Gettin money baby

It's Lil Weezyana, feel like cash money baby
Keep two middle fingers up, it's fuck you pay me

(Fuck em)
Gettin to the loot...
Turn that bitch a paratrooper, jumpin off the roof
She gon snort it too
She gon smoke the boof
She don't give a damn about me or bout you

Say that u her man? (What?)
Surfin shawty playin
Skiing desert sands
Shawty, she in neverland

We ain't holdin onto hoes
Spend some dough and let her go
Hop inside my spaceship
I'll take ya to the moon!

You know i ride for my niggas
Slide wit my niggas
Ridin wit the stick
Really wit the shits

Goin drug shoppin, prolly pull up wit yo bitch...
Go upside yo head about a nigga like this

I said we get so high...
Live so crazy...
Askin me what I been doin?
Gettin money baby

It's Lil Weezyana, feel like cash money baby
Keep two middle fingers up, it's fuck you pay me

I Walk up in the room
Know im the man, yall cease to talk
My movements elegant
Effortless just like a boss
Invested so much in myself
No cap with what I cost
Do what the fuck I want
No practice life, this my only one
Blowing up my phone
Always asking me what's the move
Get a bag, hit a jont
Smoking weed
Hit the stu
If you not with the gang
I really cannot fuck with you
Broke because you minding every business cept ones paying you



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Daniels, Jr.
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