Fasho
I'm finna ball no layup
I'm all in right now not later
Up all night getting this paper
Can't let em know where I stay at
Let em know I don't play that
Me and my dogs we Don't play fair
Been On my pivot I stay there
Make the law earn what they pay em
I got some fire in my pocket, it fold up
No weapon formed against me can bring me harm
You gotta live how you tell it
Ain't worried bout relevance
My AR a pillow in a war
They gone Drop salt on ya name for sho
Yeah
When they see motion they gone hate fo sho
Yeah I'm in my lane fo sho
All of my problems I been rose above em
Where were y'all at when I was ridin round in a bucket
Where were y'all at when I aint have nothin
Yall on 99 I keep it 300
Y'all play around too much
I got the drip they compare me to Gunna
I hit em in Austin stone cold with a stunna
With Beezy and P I'm liable to blow up in the Summer
I feeling relaxed like I popped me a soma
I lied to her and told her I loved her
Baby I ain't sorry while I'm blocking her number
I hit stick but I ain't playin no madden
Ain't mad bout no bitch, I swear y'all can have her
Low key, been cuttin thru traffic
Drop another hit keep giving em captions
I'm finna ball no layup
I'm all in right now not later
Up all night getting paper
Can't let em know where I stay at
Let em know I don't play that
Me and my dogs we Don't play fair
Been On my pivot yeah I stay there
Make the law earn what they pay em
I got some fire in my pocket, it fold up
No weapon formed against me can bring me harm
You gotta live how you tell it
Ain't worried bout relevance
My AR a pillow in a war
They gone Drop salt on ya name for sho
yeah
When they see motion they gone hate fo sho
Yeah I'm in my lane fo sho
No sleep, I'm bigger than last year
No peep, i heard they ain't lasting
No teeth, my ops ain't talking
All white, these A1's ain't walking
Fuck all of Y'all y'all just want talk bout stuntin
It ain't bout money, don't wanna hear nuthin
If I get involved they won't talk bout no budget
Y'all mad bout the fact that I is and you wasn't
Run with it (deal with it)
I been in my bag for real fosho
I been popping this tags for real, fosho
I'm all in right now not later
Up all night getting this paper
Can't let em know where I stay at
Let em know I don't play that
Me and my dogs we Don't play fair
Been On my pivot I stay there
Make the law earn what they pay em
I got some fire in my pocket, it fold up
No weapon formed against me can bring me harm
You gotta live how you tell it
Ain't worried bout relevance
My AR a pillow in a war
They gone Drop salt on ya name for sho
Yeah
When they see motion they gone hate fo sho
Yeah I'm in my lane fo sho
All of my problems I been rose above em
Where were y'all at when I was ridin round in a bucket
Where were y'all at when I aint have nothin
Yall on 99 I keep it 300
Y'all play around too much
I got the drip they compare me to Gunna
I hit em in Austin stone cold with a stunna
With Beezy and P I'm liable to blow up in the Summer
I feeling relaxed like I popped me a soma
I lied to her and told her I loved her
Baby I ain't sorry while I'm blocking her number
I hit stick but I ain't playin no madden
Ain't mad bout no bitch, I swear y'all can have her
Low key, been cuttin thru traffic
Drop another hit keep giving em captions
I'm finna ball no layup
I'm all in right now not later
Up all night getting paper
Can't let em know where I stay at
Let em know I don't play that
Me and my dogs we Don't play fair
Been On my pivot yeah I stay there
Make the law earn what they pay em
I got some fire in my pocket, it fold up
No weapon formed against me can bring me harm
You gotta live how you tell it
Ain't worried bout relevance
My AR a pillow in a war
They gone Drop salt on ya name for sho
yeah
When they see motion they gone hate fo sho
Yeah I'm in my lane fo sho
No sleep, I'm bigger than last year
No peep, i heard they ain't lasting
No teeth, my ops ain't talking
All white, these A1's ain't walking
Fuck all of Y'all y'all just want talk bout stuntin
It ain't bout money, don't wanna hear nuthin
If I get involved they won't talk bout no budget
Y'all mad bout the fact that I is and you wasn't
Run with it (deal with it)
I been in my bag for real fosho
I been popping this tags for real, fosho
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Writer(s): Joeseph Rodriguez
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