FYE (feat. Vega HUH)

Ooh (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil bitch)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Me and Vega back to back)
Wack Zack on the track (Yeah)
Lil bitty bitch

Wobble like a bobble head, make her drop dead
Tryna play your cards right, but you ain't got a good deck
You tryna be the man, you ending up sounding wack
Fuck a boom bap sometimes you just gotta trap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Back to back suburbans, bring me wishes, not no curses (Woah)
I be sippin' on that Bourbon, I don't need no fuckin' curtains (Woo)
For the bitch in the back (Woo) spoiler came attached (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got the cheese, but I don't fuck with no rats (Rats, rats)
I'ma pull up in that 'Vette, why doctor the evidence?
Keep a check a 10K, I be countin' dividends (Ooh)
Bitch, I'm out like El Chapo, I eat it out like some tacos (Ooh)
Me and Vega back to back
'Cause you all know that's the motto (That's right)

Where your mans at? (Mans)
Keep a ten stack (Stack), in my backpack (Pack)
That be big cap (Cap), put you off the map (Map)
Off the top, you know I be spittin' real facts (Facts, facts, facts)
Where your mans at? (Mans)
Keep a ten stack (Stack), in my backpack (Pack)
That be big cap (Cap), put you off the map (Map)
Off the top, you know I be spittin' real facts (Facts, facts, facts)
(Uh, uh-huh, ten out of ten bitch, woo)

Take a step back, all you gotta do is relax
Motherfucker reachin' for the gun up in the backpack
Steal all of this shit and now we makin big stacks
We be livin' life fast like we got a FastPass (Woo)
Shawty tellin' me that I'm a misfit
When in reality, that's just normal fuckin' business
Why do people always be shootin but just missin'
I'm about to activate everything with a piston (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Shawty said she wanna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Everybody tellin' me that's gonna cause an earthquake
Nauseous, that's what happens when you do a moshpit
Run like this, I got my ray gun, bitch, it's toxic
Punch a motherfucker with the force of doomfist
Doin' crazy shit, I don't really care, fuck it
I guess Santa's gon' put me right up on his bad list
I don't really give a shit, but I guess is somethin' (Woo)

Where your mans at? (Mans)
Keep a ten stack (Stack) in my backpack (Pack)
That be big cap (Cap) put you off the map (Map)
Off the top, you know I be spittin' real facts (Facts, facts, facts)
Where your mans at? (Mans)
Keep a ten stack (Stack) in my backpack (Pack)
That be big cap (Cap) put you off the map (Map)
Off the top, you know I be spittin' real facts (Facts, facts, facts)

Yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Wack Zack
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