Fasho / Eight
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Uh, ha
Uh
Bloody told me
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost
These niggas snakes, they love to hiss
Shoot my shot, I never miss
I'm in my bag, don't ask for my chips
Victory lap, feel like I'm Nip
Call my phone, now I gotta dip
Blues on me, but I'm not no crip
Hi-tek lean that's what I sip
Don't bite my swag, don't bite my drip
But I feel like Vince, who the fuck I'm firing
Bro better run when you hear them sirens
Hoes quick to judge, bitch you ain't Simon
Gotta have you blocked, where the fuck my lineman
So stop callin' hoe
Don't give a fuck, my heart so cold
I'm out my body, I'm outta my soul
I had hoop dreams, I coulda gon' pro
But the bag chose me and I'm like "fasho"
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me, Bloody told me, Bloody told me, Bloody told me
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Wait
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
These niggas hate, these niggas fakes, I can't relate
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Throw on that bape
Feel like a hero, I need me a cape
Count big amounts, bitch I need me my cake
All of these racks, bitch I need me a safe
Keep a choppa, I ain't playin' today
Feel like D Russell, I got ice in my veins
Used to this shit, so I'm numb to the pain
So I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
Bitch I pour that eight
She want my dick, better wait
Fuck a glock, I got a K
Nigga you broke, you work minimum wage
I'm a rockstar, bitch I'm ready to rage
Out my body, might just jump off the stage
You a thottie, you belong in a cage
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane (pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane)
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane (pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane)
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
These niggas hate, these niggas fakes, I can't relate
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Throw on that bape
Feel like a hero, I need me a cape
Count big amounts, bitch I need me my cake
All of these racks, bitch I need me a safe
Keep a choppa, I ain't playin' today
Feel like D Russell, I got ice in my veins
Used to this shit, so I'm numb to the pain
So I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a, I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Uh, ha
Uh
Bloody told me
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost
These niggas snakes, they love to hiss
Shoot my shot, I never miss
I'm in my bag, don't ask for my chips
Victory lap, feel like I'm Nip
Call my phone, now I gotta dip
Blues on me, but I'm not no crip
Hi-tek lean that's what I sip
Don't bite my swag, don't bite my drip
But I feel like Vince, who the fuck I'm firing
Bro better run when you hear them sirens
Hoes quick to judge, bitch you ain't Simon
Gotta have you blocked, where the fuck my lineman
So stop callin' hoe
Don't give a fuck, my heart so cold
I'm out my body, I'm outta my soul
I had hoop dreams, I coulda gon' pro
But the bag chose me and I'm like "fasho"
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me, Bloody told me, Bloody told me, Bloody told me
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost, but
Bloody told me go
Imma go
When I'm off the drink, I'm slow
Yeah fasho
I can take yo hoe
Yeah fasho
Choppa go
Turn that boy to ghost
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Wait
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
These niggas hate, these niggas fakes, I can't relate
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Throw on that bape
Feel like a hero, I need me a cape
Count big amounts, bitch I need me my cake
All of these racks, bitch I need me a safe
Keep a choppa, I ain't playin' today
Feel like D Russell, I got ice in my veins
Used to this shit, so I'm numb to the pain
So I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight, I pour a eight
Bitch I pour that eight
She want my dick, better wait
Fuck a glock, I got a K
Nigga you broke, you work minimum wage
I'm a rockstar, bitch I'm ready to rage
Out my body, might just jump off the stage
You a thottie, you belong in a cage
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane (pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane)
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane
Pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane (pour a eight, bitch I'm goin' insane)
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
These niggas hate, these niggas fakes, I can't relate
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
Throw on that bape
Feel like a hero, I need me a cape
Count big amounts, bitch I need me my cake
All of these racks, bitch I need me a safe
Keep a choppa, I ain't playin' today
Feel like D Russell, I got ice in my veins
Used to this shit, so I'm numb to the pain
So I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a eight
I pour a, I pour a eight
I pour a eight
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