Fabricated
I'm like where the killas at
For the cheese I'll kill a rat
I feel safe where the killas at
We came up from nothin
God blessed me or something
Can't fake it I had to steal
Buffalo ima get the bills
So much Ice that it gives me chills
She love me like happy meal
I only feel safe Where them killas at
Can't love a hoe I know she a nat
Off white steppin like men in black
Huncho real rare Ima one of one
My nigga masked up wit a loaded gun
Gotta get off yo ass Just to get the funds
These niggas don't know Where I came from
I feel like nick cannon I play drums
I just had a homie Face jail time
Throw away Pennie's And keep dimes
Y'all on the bench Like a incline
Red in my cup Neva sip wine
Homie to chill Cuz he sniff lines
Ima fuck Now she claim I just
Broke her spine
She think she a wifey
He tryna be like me
I keep me a pole
For the fish like a Pisces
Been know I'm the chosen one
I only feel safe Where the killas at
You know we can't Talk on no telephone
Hit me on the tele I get it gone
My homie fell bck on the drank again
I Fuck the whole night Ain't a minute man
Got Clips like a movie My evil twin
You know we still Spin like a ceiling fan
I'm drankin on purple
My bitch she a squirter
Drop lo that's on purpose
The Opps steady lurkin
Get chicken like churches
I'm hot like a furnace
I ain't fa the working
No jivin and jerkin
I'm patiently Waitin
Dread head like Jamaica
I just spilled my cup
And it fucked up my cadance
Legend in the making
Grew up with them Haitians
Machetes they wavin
Cut up fa paper
They say they be killin
But where they at
Aim fa the head
Ion want the chest
Baby keep on yo clothes
I just want the neck
Watch how I shoot
Only hit the net
She don't get what she want
And turn to a brat
How you doin drill
And ain't killed yet
You niggas just talk
Y'all ain't really threat
How I know cuz you
Post on the internet
Was broke in them shackles I broke free
Claim I'm yo dawg Youn know me
My money stack up to like six three
Jumped in that water No jetski
I step in the building My chest out
Can't shop on a budget Just cash out
Drop out and Went took me different route
Fien for the cat Y'all some coochie scouts
You know you fuck niggas Is not allowed
Was a bastard But now I'm the golden child
Coming in Like we ain't neva had a drought
She thinkin I love ha Then she a clown
I Can't do it once I'm wit two times
Raised in them trenches a different kind
I'm ballin like deion I'm in my prime
This my moment They say that it's huncho time
(Dapper Dan)
For the cheese I'll kill a rat
I feel safe where the killas at
We came up from nothin
God blessed me or something
Can't fake it I had to steal
Buffalo ima get the bills
So much Ice that it gives me chills
She love me like happy meal
I only feel safe Where them killas at
Can't love a hoe I know she a nat
Off white steppin like men in black
Huncho real rare Ima one of one
My nigga masked up wit a loaded gun
Gotta get off yo ass Just to get the funds
These niggas don't know Where I came from
I feel like nick cannon I play drums
I just had a homie Face jail time
Throw away Pennie's And keep dimes
Y'all on the bench Like a incline
Red in my cup Neva sip wine
Homie to chill Cuz he sniff lines
Ima fuck Now she claim I just
Broke her spine
She think she a wifey
He tryna be like me
I keep me a pole
For the fish like a Pisces
Been know I'm the chosen one
I only feel safe Where the killas at
You know we can't Talk on no telephone
Hit me on the tele I get it gone
My homie fell bck on the drank again
I Fuck the whole night Ain't a minute man
Got Clips like a movie My evil twin
You know we still Spin like a ceiling fan
I'm drankin on purple
My bitch she a squirter
Drop lo that's on purpose
The Opps steady lurkin
Get chicken like churches
I'm hot like a furnace
I ain't fa the working
No jivin and jerkin
I'm patiently Waitin
Dread head like Jamaica
I just spilled my cup
And it fucked up my cadance
Legend in the making
Grew up with them Haitians
Machetes they wavin
Cut up fa paper
They say they be killin
But where they at
Aim fa the head
Ion want the chest
Baby keep on yo clothes
I just want the neck
Watch how I shoot
Only hit the net
She don't get what she want
And turn to a brat
How you doin drill
And ain't killed yet
You niggas just talk
Y'all ain't really threat
How I know cuz you
Post on the internet
Was broke in them shackles I broke free
Claim I'm yo dawg Youn know me
My money stack up to like six three
Jumped in that water No jetski
I step in the building My chest out
Can't shop on a budget Just cash out
Drop out and Went took me different route
Fien for the cat Y'all some coochie scouts
You know you fuck niggas Is not allowed
Was a bastard But now I'm the golden child
Coming in Like we ain't neva had a drought
She thinkin I love ha Then she a clown
I Can't do it once I'm wit two times
Raised in them trenches a different kind
I'm ballin like deion I'm in my prime
This my moment They say that it's huncho time
(Dapper Dan)
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Writer(s): Qadiir Wajd
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